philosophy – Page 7 – Scriptorium '77

Midnight For My Soul

I possibly like the night too much
When everyone else is sleeping or dreaming or whoring or such
There is an inner peace I find
Don’t get me wrong, I do trust my working mind

First / Last Beam Of Light

What’s up brings you down
In the morning
When you’re standing
Peacefully

Truth / Wahrheit

Aphorism/us —
Truth / Wahrheit

It’s in your DNA

Seeing someone
Knowing instantly
He is him
She is her

Sneaking For Wisdom

Crawling through the gates of freedom
Sneaking back to hold your breath
Shadows in the trees unfolding
While the memories tend to fade

Collecting Garbage

endless rivers feeling guilty
all the garbage on their shores
running forward never turn
memories against their corps

Flaming Mind

Considerations are done
When finished it should be fun

By a Landslide

Life could be so easy
How many times do we use this phrase
Every week —
Every day —

Triptychon 3 6 9

Recognising cascades gleaming
Hurricanes of obsolescence
Finishing the distance here
Set a point
Make it clear

Limits Of Life

Back again
Where it all began
Thoughts about sense
Relating suspense