Thank you for being here. I'd like to share some things here for you to read and hopefully feel something while doing so. There are no rules or expectations right here, in this very moment.

Nothing more or less than allowance to be and feel in whatever comes up, or doesn't -just like the words when they arrived from a thought or a wave of emotions and then continued from the pen to the paper.

Words written before & from now that I will share bit by bit. Poems, short stories and drafts from what we all go through -life.

As complicated yet as simple as it is.

out from a cage

Perhaps it is time to let myself out of the cage that has been created around me; by myself as well as by others.

Because I am my own just like you are yours.

Let me be, let me be, let me be

Let me be free

For free is all I wanted to be

- live to be

fiction

When the universe speaks to us we will make sure

- we will promise it to listen

The channel opens up and pour its source out for us to receive

Download it into our bodies and put out and into actions

All is fake

Everything is fiction

So hold on to the ground yet let your branches spread clearly up towards the sky

Flow with fairness and with the main source being the heart

Always

Forward

Together

manuscript

For all the roles I played I have a ready manuscript

For every sentence you throw at me I have an answer already used

I will let you write my words as a try to see if you have the patience and if you dare to see me, to meet me just for who I am

From all that’s me

For all that’s me

Show me yours

voice

While you’re both wrapped up in your egos -each other’s minds

Each other’s internal voices trying to fight themselves not to loose their pride

Meanwhile life is moving forward, moving ahead. I’m longer that person -the one you looked down on in knowing I would no matter what show up

A sadness is growing deeper into my chest yet I’m getting tougher and more cleared eyed over what role I’ve played and with blindfolds kept on playing

All I’ve got is myself and the one who will look after me is me

I’ve been too strong, too weak, too sensitive or too -all of it for you, for the ones that been in a circle called the most inner one

I stop trying; to over explain, over give or give my most inner self to souls that don’t deserve my presence

Yes, I'm letting go; yes I'm from now on letting things flow and will be giving my time to the hands that give and doesn’t twitch what’s me away; all in order to gain and water the ego that so many before me already done

I’ll be watering myself with the energies from the lessons learned and will keep on attracting goodness and peace.

So I’ll happily give it all away. Because I’m more than the role you’re trying to force me to continue to play.

belong

the unsaid

It’s in the goodbyes everything gets so clear

That we are all alone

All alone yet belong

Belong to each others presence

Belong to each others spheres

Hold me tight and never let me go

Because when you do -the emptiness will over me flow

Will over us flow

I don't want the ordinary

the reality we only know

the one we see everyday

I want the unsaid, the unspoken

the unrealities waiting around the corner

at the end of the sidewalk

that looks us in the eyes and see me from a far

in a crowd that breathes greyness and solitude

That, and everything else I want

the mystery -the magic

magic

I hear every man sighing while twisting and turning in his sleep and I hear my own pulse and the bloodstream in my veins

All is now; everything we got is in us in the here and now

Nothing is average; no one is

The plant on the ground and the chlorophyll in the smallest leaf -everything is equal and we are here to nourish and make it sustain

To make one another sustain and bloom

Lift each other up -always lift one another higher

Use your magic; tap in to your authenticity without judgement and without fear stopping you from an eternal growth

Grow with me and let go -drop your ego and sing along with your surroundings; all of it

tidens andetag

Jag tror vi missar det märkliga med tid. Precis som låtraden tagen av Jens Hult sång "Tid", säger.

När den rusar snabbt eller när den står stilla. Den är plötsligt plågsamt närvarande, flyger förbi eller kryper fram. Springer om oss eller kommer ikapp oss.

Oavsett så tror jag många gånger vi också missar det märkliga; eller kanske mer så det sköra, det vackra och magiska med just tid.

Jag vill inte missa en enda sekund, ett enda hjärtslag. Jag vill vara här, jag vill vara precis där.

Där, där du är.

free

My power are my words and that was all you feared

A weapon you didn't know how to use

And never will

I saw your frustration

I saw it in your eyes

Thought I was dressed in rug ready to at anytime of the day be stepped on

Once discovering the power, the strength you tried to belittle me

Hold me down

Take a day off you said, take a break, take a rest

He will leave in a few days, spend some time

Words wrapped up in a disguise to give you the light of the harvest season

Falsely, untrue and with a mask full of worms, full of rat bitten wholes

I knew your falseness all from the start

So stop pretending -we all see it through

You give and you take back, you cut us down one by one when the power raise above you

I was never yours

I am free

lost compassion

The reality we only see

My words get stuck in my throat when feeling threatened

It is like I am not even there

Tearfilled eyes with only looks of judgement and coldness

Give me peace

Give me an understanding hand of love

Of compassion

Of understanding

the journey

Fascinates by your own journey

Your own special journey, your own magic ways

Take a look at you; your power, your specialities, the rough parts and the soft ones

Words we heard before you said

Words I heard before

Let's play and dare to let your heart be free

Free for everyone to be

To be