torsdag 3 september 2015

Våren

Regnet smattrar mot det rostiga plåttaket,
kastrullen på spisen muttrar sina förbannelser.
-Ännu björnskinnet kan kokas,
bävergjäll,
kålsupa.
Krypa ned under täcket,
sakta dö i mörkret.
Kålfjärilslarven inspunnen i sin silkespuppa,
drömmer om våren.

lördag 22 augusti 2015

Röster

Tredje rösten,
hammarslagen ekar.
Gläsande uniformer,
makt över jorden.
Knappar,
färgylld brons,
höljen av stål.
Ingen hör den inre rösten,
lyssnar efter musik,
avlägsen,
dunkel.
Bönen i kammaren,
brevet sorgekantat,
svarta flor.
Blå blommor spirar i örtagården,
frön redo att extraheras,
dyrbara oljor.
Ni springer sabbt banemän,
overkliga på slagfälten,
rökande,
bolmande,
fäderneslandets försvarare.





lördag 11 oktober 2014

Hattusa

Spider rider Hattusa,
why so nervous for a musa.
Riding spider spy,
mortal one gone to die.
Filistèas,
Farao's,
imperial dreams.
No more war in Bukales.
ruins in Donbass.

onsdag 8 oktober 2014

R.I.P

En dag att så,
två frö.
Barnen i huset,
inget bröd.
Smittan du bar,
i hjärtats vrå.
Misstro,
svår att förstå.
Missunnsamhet,
brodermord.
Fredens vind,
åkerns plog.
Fröet gror,
dödens sådd.
Svart,
sorgekant,
brevet.
Major.
R.I.P.
Lillebror.

måndag 25 augusti 2014

Mellan raderna

Mellan raderna tomrum,
mellanrum utan rymd.
Toner döva flödar,
strängar vibrerar i Kaos.
Bringar till oss harmonier,
mening mål.


 

lördag 26 juli 2014

Being God

God item has no pages, no form or template.
Being itself we have at our feet.
God is not in being, nor in non-being.
God being creates its own laws in its halls, inaccessible to manifest.

War is politics, instrumented, barbaric.

Humankind is itself accountable to the common moral standards submitted through generations.
When you say that God is on our side are you saying that God does not really have sides, edges or shapes.

God's image is formed by projection and slideshows but God's absolute will we can not know.
Our view of religion allows us to believe that God fights for us when God is not combatant and not at all interested in our empire dreams.
We simple don't know.

God does not dream, do not think, do not speak, does not hear, can not see.
We ascribe divinity all a our human attributes and makes the deity human.

So if God is not to be, what is left, God is not found in being and not in non-being.

God in himself as being separate from everyone else be best explained as a mystery that smoke from an extinguished candle.

You are the subject to light the candle, you see what you see, you believe what you believe and that's all right