On the cloud Nine

You haven’t seen anything yet. You haven’t feel like this before. You are entering the reality which exists only if you accept it. Take a deep breath and open your eyes. Unfold your spirit, feel. Can you hear soft beating of your heart? Stronger and louder, more and more, and now like frenzy pounding, and then knock-knock, who is it? It is you covered in pinkish light of dawn hearing scream of infinite number of crashed souls. It does not matter. Nothing does anymore. It feels good.

Home feeling

How are you doing today? Would you like to drink some lemon juice served cold in the crystal sparkling glass? Hello? Can you hear me or you are flying somewhere in the starry night?

Dreadful thoughts

How are you doing this morning? Would you like to drink some hot green tea served the transparent double glass thermal cup? Hello? Can you hear me or drowning somewhere in the ocean of dreadful thoughts?

The new beginnings

Traffic in my head. Finnishing stuff is so satisfying that you want to dely it finding anything else to do. Creating order out of chaos is neverending.

The grey end

Green vains of the remote land. Maybe if we dig here we would find a chest full of golden thoughts.