Recently i confronted my nostalgic feelings on a “reunion with the past” road trip i did with my brother. Although we had an amazing time, i am extremely grateful we did that. Here on why old home is no longer my home and how it felt to stand on my father grave for the first time.
Election cycle in the US is over and as always it is a good time to sit down and reflect about it. And in all honesty, US and its citizens are lost cause. From outside perspective and from the European perspective US is going through its own collapse just as Soviet union went through in the 88’-92’. US just managed to hold on longer and therefore claim victory before… Read moreAmericans are a lost cause.
Widzę, że niestety w Polsce panuje sroga dezinformacja o rewolucji w stanach (wojsko wyjeżdża na ulicę więc pozwalam sobie na nazwanie tego rewolucją) postanowiłem przybliżyć trochę temat dla zainteresowanych, jako że od lat czytam i interesuję się realiami życia w USA. Post ma cel czysto edukacyjny. Linki i źródła informacji pod postem (większość po angielsku). Polecam sobie zrobić herbatkę i rozsiąść się wygodnie, bo to nie będzie krótki post…. Read more“American dream” = “please don’t kill me” (text in Polish)
I usually don’t double and triple backup my writings. And therefore i often loose all texts that I’m writing. This one i almost lost but thank god for WaybackMachine! 14 days is my cycle of poetry i wrote in probably darkest time of my psyche. It is meant to be read from biggest day number to smallest. Start from day 14 to day 1 for story of me, waiting… Read more14 days project – explanation post
Why it can’t be done already?Why life turns into slow motion always when you want to jump forward? Drips of sweatDrops on my foreheadHeavy coat of silence is broken only by gentle waggle of my fan.You need no heat to get burnedYou need to just open mighty gates of your inner hell And I’ve opened them widelyAnd I’ve dived deep into my inner hellMy Inner hell that is scorching… Read moreDay 14
Why it can’t be done already?Why life turns into slow motion always when you want to jump forward? Drips of sweatDrops on my foreheadHeavy coat of silence is broken only by gentle waggle of my fan.You need no heat to get burnedYou need to just open mighty gates of your inner hell And I’ve opened them widelyAnd I’ve dived deep into my inner hellMy Inner hell that is scorching… Read moreDay 13
I… Am… So… Fucking… Tired… I live in a world that don’t make any sense I’m tired of this place and it’s making me tense I’m tired of ratings and evaluation systems I’m tired of wise numbers that are making our financial systems I’m tired of burden of crashed dreams I’m tired of back pain that won’t go away I’m tired of smartpants that ALWAYS know best I’m tired… Read moreDay 12
When I walk alone, abandoned roadWhen I sing a song with my inner voiceWhen I jump around and feel myselfWhen I thworp my fan in dramatic wayWhen I go, because I don’t want to sit anymore I always have my light close I’m not afraid to lose my wayEven in the darkest placeI always have my light turned onAnd I’m not afraid to go on But always when I… Read moreDay 11
Sometimes life gives you lemonsSometimes life gives you hamsterYou just need to face your demonsSo take rodent and good plaster Go and find your local priestSmile on beast and then descendTime to start delicious feastSo shovel hamster deep hind end Every story needs a moralSo this will be no exceptionWhen you think about my assPlease make sure that you have factsCause if next time I see your mouthTaking off… Read moreDay 10
I wish that I had dreams like normal personI wish that I were a normal person I wish that I could go to see a movieAnd don’t take murder personal I wish that I could travel somewhereAnd don’t be scared about wildlife…In the middle of metropolis I wish that I could hugAnd not feel tense that someone will yell at us I wish that I could spend one day… Read moreDay 9
