The truth is there is
No truth but to believe it,
Persuasive powers. (jf)
Straight path, seemed simple,
Led to lights breaking, sparkling
Fountain of lost hills. (jf)
Picture by Ruth Coleman, poetry by Jonathan.
-To the god of your mind-
In my mind, there is a sandbox.
In the middle of empty space, great like the outer space.
Thousands and millions of data streams floating through the space.
I grab them and direct them into my little sandbox.
With bare hands, god-like, I transform them into light, pure energy.
Create patterns to visualize their frequency.
And I build monuments of thoughts, not with stones, just with patterns.
Picture and poetry by Mike Hundeshagen.
Siren’s beauty is
Sounding at the sea. But love
Is underwater. (jf)
Picture by Brittany Roig, poetry by Jonathan.
Public transport should
Be for free. On the road we
Are, the travelers. (jf)
Picture by Rubén Darío Lombardozzi, poetry by Jonathan.
A gift, the present,
To take with you on journey
Just around yourself. (jf)
Picture by Jordan Bakare, poetry by Jonathan.
Web of creation,
Labyrinth of memories,
Joy of doing stuff. (jf)
Picture by François Morvillier, poem by Jonathan.
The trip to myself?
El viaje a mi mismo:
Die Reise zu mir! (jf)
Picture by Leslie Mann, poetry by Jonathan.