#behere
and every day — a special occasion
but god, how terribly, deeply boring
when everything goes according to plan
and you become the plan yourself —
considered. precise. on schedule.
tear it to pieces. throw it to the wind.
we're people — people means we're children.
create all night. don't sleep enough.
be fooled again. fall in love again.
believe — but don't be scared. be fearless.
and every day — especially important.
and only living — especially urgent.
eat something sweet. wear what you want.
be bright, sincere, a little naive,
funny, slightly strange, impulsive.
look up at the sky while walking.
we're people — small gods.
count the steps. keep climbing.
run faster. stumble.
cry hard. recover fast.
tell everything. be honest.
walk in the rain. read novels.
find what you love — hungrily, fiercely.
hold the whole world inside you, the whole planet.
love the universe. all of it.
and every day — one of a kind.
and the plan — elusive, just like you.
and the plan — simple. without agenda.
it's a blank page. open. clean.
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 12:59 AM UTC
It's been years since the last time
that I put words together, making them rhyme.
Honestly, it feels like a crime.
to not have been writing for a long time.
May 19, 2023
May 19, 2023 at 9:47 AM UTC
My mind is like a Sunday morning in a weekend farmer’s market. Alive, chaotic and beautiful.
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 11:08 PM UTC
Where is the beauty in death?
I ask,
A figure of light answers
"I have never looked beautiful in your mind,"
"When a cloud of darkness consumes you, you see me as a gruesome way out."
I have never imagined you as something graceful, I answer
"I have only been ugly because you want me too quickly."
I shiver at my truth,
It echoes in the depths of my soul,
I did not reply
"I am complicated and painful, but never when one is ready. Never when their clock has stopped ticking on its own."
Why has mine continued,
Why has it felt as if the world cursed me with time?
"I am afraid you'd have to ask life that, you have not given him a lot of attention lately."
I am in between,
I feel stuck,
When will you come for me?
"I will hold you gently when the time comes, I promise you it is not today nor tomorrow."
What if I invite you graciously?
"Do not wish for me, I am not a wonderful savior."
But what do I do with this agony? The agony of living?
"You continue on like the rest, you will be able to, I have seen your clock, it is a strong and lasting one."
Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 10:20 AM UTC