Author: anna christ

to say something about me is to allow you to tell me more/ words are actions and so heavily frame... iam a messenger, without meaning, empty, useless here and now...

Cloud grey


by atma anna christ ***** Moment has passed old friend remembers pictures of loss memory absence reflects hear the waves as they come and go in your mind tonight

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Cut


by atmashakti The cutting of the cat The quarrel the sword the object of desire Without the object the quarrel between you and… you holding the sword Have you seen the cat?

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Forgotten


By atma anna christ Mesmerizes the flash of memory wave nothing ever remains and yet the fragrance Looking through your eyes the moments advancing

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Syncing


by Atma Anna Christakou A moment ago the impression was registered on the mirror flawless like tears in the ecstatic dance there is nothing else

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