London calling?

Full speed
Don't worry about looking behind you
No need to take a step back
Keep going
No need to fear the Unknown
Don't worry about predictions
Do it
Ride with the dynamic movements of life
This is it

Miss feeling sure
I like knowing what I want
I´m not sure of any of that
and that makes me sad
but gives me comfort when
once again I have to give up my unhappiness

What is love?

I don´t know what love is
I don´t need to know
just feel it.

Naked

Pale skin,
cold veins of blood.
Grey flesh,
unfamiliar and strange.
Looks old,
yet so young.

Frozen face,
hateful black eyes.
Overwhelming discomfort,
immediatly turn my head.
Hard to breath,
thick air of shame.

Naked

I have created the space,
touched the openness slightly.
I have befriended my story,
gently letting go.
I have thrown myself into the Unknown,
without drowning.
I have faced a couple of shadows,
slowly one by one.

Suddenly I notice myself in the mirror,
at the starting line again.
Looking at this skin and bones,
like a stranger.
Staring into my eyes,
dark hate and anger.
There is a gap,
a birdge left to cross.

People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.
-Written on the wall in Mother Teresa's home for children in Calcutta