Geef mij maar lust. Heerlijke nietsontziende, grijpbare, alles-consumerende lust. Gebruik makende van de energie van de liefde, voort bouwende op de energie van de passie. De perfecte combinatie van elementen met als enig doel en oogpunt een volmaakte en complete vervulling van onze meest roerende begeertes en vurigste verlangens.
Lust, zij overheerst en overleeft de liefde, op menig vlak. Wordt nimmer geleid door emoties als angst, verdriet of wanhoop, maar slechts door de voortdurende zoektocht, de voortstuwende ambitie naar geluk, plezier, vreugde en genot.
Lust is de enige echte doeloorzaak voor pure optimisten. De weg naar een beter, prettiger en tevredener leven is nimmer de liefde, welke slechts gevolgd wordt door een spoor van tranen, en vervolgens verdrinkt in de zeeën die daarmee ontstaan, maar liever de lust in al haar glorie. Dus, zodoende en als zodanig, geef mij maar lust.
A modest translation:
I prefer lust. Deliciously ruthless, tangible, all-consuming lust. Making use of the energy of love, building on the energy of passion. The perfect combination of elements with as only purpose and view a flawless and complete fulfillment of our most moving avidity and fiery desires.
Lust, she dominates and survives love, on many levels. Will never be guided by emotions like fear, sorrow or dispair, but solely by the enduring journey, the propellent ambition for happiness, pleasure, joy and bliss.
Lust is the only teleologic cause for pure optimists. The road towards a better, nicer and satisfied life is never love, which is always followed by a trail of tears, and then drowns in seas that are formed thereby, but rather lust in all her glory. So, therefore and as such, I prefer lust.
The Soul
Shadow
Why are you in my heart?
Get out..
You have no right being there!
It’s not where you belong at all
I don’t even know who you are
You’re like a faint and distant memory
A vague shadow swimming through my blood
The scent of something I already forgot
And you won’t let me in either
Because if I can’t get you out
I want to know your story
But you refuse to respond
Everytime I see your face
You remind me of this feeling
So remote and irrelevant
Still so apparant and appealing
I want to know you
Or I want you gone
Looking for signals
That are missing
I need to run from this
Knowing either way you’ll follow
And since I can’t hide in your chest
I don’t want to know where I’m going
Someday I hope you’ll release me
And show me who you really are
Cause being in love with a total stranger
Is the scariest thing ever so far
Today was a good day.
The odds were off, everything was working against what we know best. Every fear was found unfounded, the air was filled with the most precious unpredictability.
I saw somebody walking on the street, with the exact same t-shirt, as the one you used to wear, and was my favorite.
I spend all day with a gorgeous sweet guy, who wore the exact same shoes you bought as a gift for your own birthday last month.
Seemingly irrelevant notions, but to me it raised caution..
What do these signs tell me ?
This I know..
That I can safely let you go
That it’s okay for me to move on
That my dreams are now in reach
That I only have to get up and grab them
With both hands
Pull myself up
With all my strength
Cut off the dead weight
Of your corpse drowning in my memories
My thought of the day:
Don’t try to erase your past.
Instead replace it with your future.
Truth Beyond Mystery 