Focus and adapt.
Let the light shine, smile, don’t grin.
Keep looking skyward… (jf)

Picture by Darius, poetry by Jonathan.
Focus and adapt.
Let the light shine, smile, don’t grin.
Keep looking skyward… (jf)
Picture by Darius, poetry by Jonathan.
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Edit by iKatch, original picture by Lawrson Pinson, poetry by Jonathan.
It’s its favourite game:
Not lost, not extincted, just
Shy and well hidden. (jf)
Picture by Evamaria, poetry by Jonathan.
*Alice in Wonderland*
You know what’s the weirdest thing about human race? We know everything. From the star that died a few billion light years away to the way our lungs process oxygen. Everything, but ourselves.
I know though, some of you will claim, but I meditate everyday, read pro inspirational quotes, probably found zen too. But do you really KNOW who you are?
Let me tell you, you don’t. You THINK you do, just like you think you’d stick to that new year resolution, just like you think you it’s okay to not tell someone of your feelings, just like you think you’ll do it tomorrow. But darling there is no tomorrow.
This is all you have. Your reality is you. You are your reality. The youngest you’ve ever been, the oldest you’ll ever be. It’s today. And even if it looks like a slushy dirty mud filled battle field, this is your Wonderland. Descend into it. And the key to the hole? JUST DO IT.
The only way to escape this moment is to complete it. The only way to win a battle is to fight it. And the only way to really know yourself, is to never think who you are. Just find your reality and fall in love with it. Sometimes, you have to fall down a rabbit hole to get where you need to be.
Poetry by Reha, video by Jonathan.
Rise above the scars.
Own your flesh and carry your
Sword proudly to war. (jf)
Picture by Jordan, poetry by Jonathan.
My teacher tried to
Hold me down. I took pepper,
Ate her all at once. (jf)
Pictures by Mietzekatze3847, poetry by Jonathan.
Alone and special
Birds are flying higher than
Swarm secured siblings. (jf)
Picture by Leslie, poetry by Jonathan.
What you see is what
You get is what you deserve
More and more and more. (jf)
Picture by Ezequiel, poetry by Jonathan.
It still sits, unmoved,
In my parents’ old cellar
Playing hide and seek. (jf)
Picture by Eugenia, poetry by Jonathan.