The only currency that people actually possess is time. Time, in the sense of our own, personal time we have to spend on the Planet. So it becomes of crucial importance whom and what do we spend our time on. There is no refund for the time spent. There is no contract offered to loan…
Tag: blog
A way to be
The morning light was yet demanding. There was a taste in my mouth of something long gone. I did not know how the story was supposed to go from now on, but the morning light was demanding for action. I really wanted to refuse the world in those empty mornings but that was not a…
Highly Suspect @ The Garage, Glasgow 3 Feb 2018
I have waited three months for this concert, a time during which I was predominantly listening to them. Yes. Highly Suspect! I have read multiple articles in which there were a series of adjectives used to describe what they do and how they sound. To me there is only one combination of words that describes…
Queens of the goddamned Stone Age, The O2, London, UK. 21/11/2017
I thought that I would die. It was brutal in the most beautiful way possible, which is roughly what QOTSA’s entire philosophy is about. The shit was real, it was the real shit, going crazy, or crazy gets you, any words would confine the experience. It was a mass burning of calories, mass dehydration, mass…
right where
In any case, for me being published means being in excruciating pain and saying it out loud. Тhat is a form of bravery in my world. It was never about the possible popularity or the attention of my acquaintances, or the questions everyone would start to ask. It was about being able to communicate all the…
In any case
It’s not really about the ground or the neutral state of consciousness of the mob. In any case many people spend most of their lives thinking about nothing in particular and talking about the same. Many people spend most of their lives imitating love and ignoring the same. Trading love for attention or need and…
too
Too close to my skin. I’m falling in the borderline. A fitting representation of two souls as one.
– – –
It’s truly a stasis. Hold big thoughts and spend them on nothing. The doors are closing now, run to the window. I’ll catch you down and sell you for what’s finally `clear`.
Soul Disconnected
That’s not me who you see. That’s where I live. It’s not me who walks on those sidewalks, who goes up and down the stairs. It’s not me who crosses the street. It’s not me who looks at you. It’s what I look through. It’s where I live now. That’s where my eternity is put…
