The pub is a cemetery
full of bodies that lost their souls
on the way to the office.
Tag: metaphorisms
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Advertising Space
Advertising is filling up spaces in our lives,
oversaturating them with salient words and images that carry no meaning,
leaving no space for thought and action, only for reaction,
robbing us of time and space.
After all of the years learning to pay attention,
I find that the most useful ability is the ability to ignore. -
Principles
Principles and rules are very important, they make you think why breaking them in this case is justifiable.
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Reflection on mixed metaphors
I’d rather lose an arm and a leg
than be afraid of trying.
After all, limbs and bank accounts
can be fixed,
but a broken spirit is irreparable;
it will haunt you
for the rest of your life –
which would be extremely trying,
indeed. -
Castle Ruins
Sunlight entangled in accumulation
of spider webs –
more palatable, softer,
but half-dispersed;
as reason and perception –
caught in the web of history,
enriched,
but also limited… -
A turning point
A turning point is just a point:
you can turn and go back,
you can confront it and stand there until you drop,
you can go in a spiral – under or over…
there are always choices
and the number of them depends on your imagination
and on how much you are willing to change…
I prefer to lie in the grass,
looking up at passing clouds,
waiting for the turning point of the season to come to me…
and it will. -
Ladybird Fall
Leaves fall and wither,
ladybirds go to sleep,
walls crumble
and doors dissolve into the background,
like tissue paper…
there is no point in grabbing an illusion –
you will just dig your nails into the palms of your hands
until they bleed
and pain finally overcomes your desperate attempt at self-deception…
and you are left with bleeding palms –
not much one can do with wounded hands…
much better to open your hand waving good-bye.
