Waste – of space

Every single night I ask myself the same question, but I can never come up with an answer. They say forgiveness is for yourself but, frankly speaking, I rather live with this hatred and burden than attempt to set myself free. Wounded. Hurt. Imperfection. Recklessness. Anger. Fucking hell. Fuck you really. Yeah fuck you. Why […]

Slipping – away

  What if Michelangelo’s The Creation of Adam painting on the Sistine Chapel depicts God’s hand slipping away from Adam’s instead of reaching out to it? What if all we think we have is just figments of our imagination, or should I say self-deceit? What if the only reason we busy ourselves is to make […]