H U N G E R

There is a hunger, deep inside,
Rooted in the conviction that what we have is insufficient,
It grows, fed by fake ideas of what could be,
Climbing across our minds, creeping into our thoughts
To take possession of our goals
Of our dreams
Of our life

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Go to sleep!

Embrace the darkness.
Accept that you are going to have to spend some time in silence with your thoughts.

She is going to be there.
Waiting for you, like a disease that has grown to become a part of you.
Like a light, guiding your way through the darkness, burning you. Continue reading

“I wrote some raps that make sure that my lifeline

Reeking the scent of a reaper, ensuring that my allegiance

With the other side may come soon, and if I’m doomed

May the womb help my mother be blessed for many moons

I suffer a lot, and every day the glass mirror

Get tougher to watch; I tie my stomach in knots

And I’m not sure why I’m infatuated with death

My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats

That can come about, ’cause the tongue is mighty powerful

And I can name a list of your favorites that probably vouch

Maybe ’cause I’m a dreamer and sleep is the cousin of death

Really stuck in the schema of wondering when I’mma rest”

– Kendrick Lamar

Pictures

Our life consists of pictures. Little moments when time seems to hesitate just long enough for us to capture them. Adding them all together, we end up with a movie we can neither rewind nor skip ahead. Everything is constantly changing, the people that step into the picture, the motives and the backgrounds.
In the course of this movie, there is one picture we as cameramen will never fully be able to see. It’s going to be one of the most important pictures in the whole movie, yet we will never be able to take a glimpse at it: A portrait of the protagonist if you will, our self-perception. Continue reading