Post-non-apocalyptic, psychoanalyric therapy session…

ATTENTION: The shown image and text are NOT an invitation to action! Please read responsibly, at your own risk! It's 2013, following the End of the World/Year, with hoards of zombie-like survivors hangovering wind-blown, empty streets, littered with the scattered remains of what was once The Great Late Year 2012... Only the prepared ones seem … Continue reading Post-non-apocalyptic, psychoanalyric therapy session…

De Profundis…

Ecclesiastes of A Job... Of despair my heart is bleeding, Something wrong must have happened today, Pieces of breath, frozen singing Memories searching their way. No more, no shore departing, No dreams to brag about, Cowards and dogs shouting, Swans never flying south. Tender whatever with roses, Bitter garment of thorns, Open which nobody closes, … Continue reading De Profundis…