A leaf of fire
Felt down a fat tree. Touched head,
Made my mind mad, see. (jf)
„Dawn“ by Nikaee
I am the thinker of my thoughts.
The consciousness that sits behind my memory.
Picture and poetry by Jordan.
Picture and poetry by Jeni G.
If I’m eating, then I’m eating.
If I’m drinking, then I’m drinking.
If I’m walking, then I’m walking.
If I’m listening, then I’m listening.
If I’m consistently, then I’m consistently.
If I’m inconsistently, then I’m inconsistently.
If I’m playing a fool, but know it, I’m a wise man.
If I’m playing the wise man and no one knows I’m a fool, I’m still a fool.
If I’m making decisions, then I’m making decisions.
But if I don’t making decisions, I already have made my decision.
So I decide to play just one role on this world. Me.
A multipersonal being between enlightenment and madness, dancing between light and darkness, a endless moment in the twilight.
That’s my decision.
And life is my consequence.
Myriads of choices
at crossroads across time
Find many troubled outcomes
all of them divine
Picture and poetry by Jordan Bakare.
I decided for friends,
So I never left country.
I decided for humans,
So I never left earth.
I decided for bikes,
So I never combusted.
I decided for health,
So I never took pills.
I decided for love,
So I never hated.
I decided for life,
So I never feart death.
I decided for art,
So I never lost meanings.