the weather was changing all of a…

walking the path as it is unfolding, the mind gets disturbed sometimes by fear, by anger, by love, by difference. the next step is most of the time predictable hunger is shifting awareness i have seen the other approaching as a stranger dressed in mothers clothes i always see the other facing the mirror made […]

visibility zero

mother where are you? she said and then some idol flashed out of the darkness in a sense indifferent yet the only mirror she ever had a demanding bitch a generous benefactress a drunk angry woman then the endless prayer to get a husband and the husband had to be a man yet less than the […]

momentum

By Atma A.C Have come here as a stranger to play with water and realized suddenly oneness with it. Creatures of habit destined to explode in anger. The head does nt hold me and the mind is another stranger. How come the little red hood does nt recognize the wolf in disguise? We all know […]

what would that flame be?

slowly the water is flowing to the end of the ocean. ocean is the egg and the water is me in this moment!!!

nostalgia

the pain of remembering desiring to go back missing the taste of home missing the taste of mothers breasts… As if mother is a place – a shelter- pure delight our imaginary home the end of effort Death!

dreamer

who is this flower ? where did she come from ? is she dreaming of her homeland sometimes?