black & white painting


Thin roughened skin, skin with spots,

Black spots. Spots in my eyesight too,

Purple spots when I’m swimming,

White haze when I’m flying –

I’m a crane fly, I will walk through your walls,

I’m a bat I live in your rafters,

I’m a dog, I sleep on a blanket at the back of your house.

I’m a cat. I might sleep with you on your bed.

Old weathered skin, seen many years -

Years of snow and ice, burns and scalds and cuts,

Years of harsh sun, bright and burning,

Years of seawater, briny frothy salt.

I live once, some monk says twice,

We can guess many times, one to be born

and not yet one to die, I will wither first.


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We can say by metaphysics that our lives are planned and predictable, though seeing the events and situations in our lives in the reality of what they are ontologically there is no interpretation of them that implies greater meaning. From a nihilistic point of view we do not have any lives and there is no meaning. So this is about my views on life.

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