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The freshness of experience is something that never ceases to induce marvel within me. How everything all around, all the time, is in fact a new happening. The world as it is appearing right now in this moment has never been done before! It’s raw. It’s clean. It is truly and deeply filled with potential.…

Life as it is and have been for the past 3 months is slowly coming into change. It’s noticable for me, but only slowly and in a “behind the horizon” sort of way. Right now I feel nervous about it, and to be honest, that is a feeling which is highly welcomed right now. There…

Det kryper småkryp i mina fingrar, småkryp som vill skriva, som får njutning av att få trycka på tangenter. Småkrypen har däremot ingen agenda. De har ingen ide om något de vill skriva om. De har ingen historia att berätta. Det som de gör är att följa någon sorts större vilja, en vilja som får…

My ego is like a partner lacking confidence, therefore always needing attention, and getting this by boasting, always being loud. My boundless ground is like a mirror always reflecting, easily lost in the rumble of the ego, easily forgotten withouth dedicated awarness. But always present, always there, unchanging. Reflecting. One part of the whole. I…

Ding ding the bell hanging at the top of the door frame declares, as the man walks into the midtown cafe. The breath of the cafe welcomes him with its warm air, scented with hints of cinnamon and fresh pressed coffe. The atmoshepre is loud, vibrant and full of life. For someone coming into this…

Åh min vän… molnen bär över den stora himmelen och de glider alltid lika stillsamt ner över horisonten. Men vad händer med dem sedan? Nedanför horisonten vet jag inte vad som händer med molnen. Det är bortom mig. Jag kan bara föreställa mig hur världen där ser ut, och vad molnen har för sig. Däremot…

It hurts missing you. Like a pale bird with a cracking voice I try to sing for the world, but i’m broken. Unwhole. There’s no more colour on my feathers, they are worn out, gray and lifeless. I feel like a bird, who has lost its touch for what it means to be a bird.…

What is there to be said about human emotions, that havent already been said? I am struggling right with my own emotions. This is where I come to give my feelings a microphone, to let them be heard. But anything that i have to say has already been expressed countless times, and maybe been felt…

There is an old tree. This tree has been growing in the world for 250 years, and it’s still growing today. It’s leafs are bigger than any other tree, they have complex patterns that speaks of the old tree’s wisdoms. In the autumn these leafs are the last to fall to the ground and they…