‘The moment you choose someone, over yourself, you will fall out of favour. You have become meek. The moment you choose yourself, you have chosen sovereignty over everything else.’
We have, or we tried to make society more save and sane. At least that is what feminist with honest intentions…
Our desires today consist in a huge part of appetite, we have marginalised on it that for decades. Induced over and over by our capitalistic western culture. To get more for less. To get things we do not need or not want. The same is with our sexual desires and…
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It caused me tears, sweat. Long, long walks in the forest. In monk mode. Now, after four years of work. My book, called TO BE 100%, is finally here. For you to read. For you to get inspired. Crafted with love and attention.
It is not about getting your shit together. It is not about getting success. It is not about getting whatever you wish.
It is about how TO BE 100%. It is about to have a sustainable life. In order, for the things you do, stay.
I crave it, I fight it. My life, my freedom. Let me live or let me die. Fuck-off, with the lies, the bullshit, the false promises. Just let it be. No agenda, please! Thank you!
What do I have become? A stoic? A hedonist? Or something in between? M’I successful…
Are we here to find love and then disappear from the face of the earth?! If so, then why do we seek things that make us miserable and keeps the void from love intact!? A pointless search for the ultimate point of no return for our little egos to be…
“You’re so Art Deco, out on the floor
Shining like gun metal, cold and unsure
Baby, you’re so ghetto
You’re looking to score
When they all say hello
You try to ignore them
’Cause you want more (why?)
You want more (why?)
You want more (why?)
’Cause you want more”
“Oh, he stands in front of me
And he’s staring manically
Screaming oh society
What have you done to me?
The ground I’ve tread so many years
All this blood and sweat and tears
Just to be inside your mould
And do just what I’m told
If only I had…