Zitat von Charles Bukowski

Manchmal steigt man morgens aus dem Bett

und denkt sich,

dass man es nicht schaffen wird,

aber innerlich lacht man darüber und

erinnert sich an die vielen Male,

die man das schon gedacht hat.


Zitat von Charles Bukowski

at the edge of an eclipse #TheLonelyAuthor

at the edge of an eclipse

a slow dance
our cheeks melting
my melancholy clinging to your soul
i shut off the moon
so we dance at the edge of an eclipse
as my loneliness gyrates
in the darkness
pressing gently against your hips
I inhale your womanhood
it inspires me to kiss
a poem onto your neck
the one I could never think of
the one confessing
I desperately need you
i am slowly dying of love

at the edge of an eclipse

The Parable of the Weeds #Kindness

The Parable of the Weeds
Jesus told them another parable: “The Kingdom of Heaven is Like A Man Who Sowed Good Seed in his field. But while everyone was sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away. When the wheat sprouted and formed heads, then the weeds also appeared.

“The owner’s servants came to him and said, ‘Sir, didn’t you sow good seed in your field? Where then did the weeds come from?’

“‘An enemy did this,’ he replied.

“The servants asked him, ‘Do you want us to go and pull them up?’

“‘No,’ he answered, ‘because while you are pulling the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them. Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: First Collect The Weeds And Tie Them In Bundles To Be Burned; Then Gather The Wheat And Bring It Into My Barn.’”

Matthew 13 : 24-30 NIV

The Parable of the Weeds