Wednesday, 21 December 2011


Nothing new happens anyday, repetitions control life
Living as a statistic for a statistic
Confusions reign supreme, the small wonder does not change anything

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

Head in the Sandbox

This feeling of breathlessness chokes all thougts out of the mind.
The emptiness of the brain feels heavier, the lightness of thoughts are a solace.
The train of thoughts have crashed for the first time.
The death-toll is misleading, the creative edge has cut the chords of peace.
The lessons learnt are free, the dreams not worth a dime.
The first crash is not the last, more will die before the journey ends.

The End of Infinity

What creates infinity and what ends it