Everyone has a unique tailor-made life, no-one can take over
another’s role, even sleeping and dreaming, we are making
unique spiritual journeys – I love my own fantasy land with
the symbolism of crystal containers reflecting the sun like
silver-shining ice-castles with live-in snow queens
My dream characters frozen in tableaus, filling the holes of
our world which resembles a jewel without space and time,
live in an infinite now which never stays the same. I shall
try to describe the warmth and love of colours and sounds
and the pain of our inability to feel the events we cause
Let me meditate on ideas I love, images of humanity living
in superimposed worlds – always reaching out to and
strengthening one another
[ORIGINAL: ]
Ideas I Love
Emulating the lives of reformers is a doomed,
dead-end project, can’t meet requirements to
become altruistic, dreaming’s my thing, while
political meetings and making speeches isn’t
Paralysed by feelings of incompetence, trying to let go
of fantasy to be realistic all the time to focus on worth-
while goals changed life into a desert of shame and
guilt and uncertainty, seeking for meaning
Since all attempts at being a better housewife and
cook and worker led to my losing the one thing in
which I used to excel: sharing feeling conveyed in
the expressions of those who dream
No more living in a dream world where everything
is symbolic of higher meaning and stories, such as
allegories and parables - living like an automaton,
a weak imitation of someone else; failed
But when I read everybody has a unique life tailor-
made for them - no-one can take over another’s role
and even when sleeping and dreaming, we are busy
making unique spiritual journeys -
I returned to my own fantasy land and felt the joy of
a homecoming to myself, delighted by the symbolism
of crystal containers reflecting the sun like silvery
ice-castles with reigning snow queens
Where tableaus of dream characters fill the spaces in a
holographic world and the universe is a magnificent
multi-faceted jewel without space and time, living
in an infinite now which never stays the same
THIS I can do: trying to describe the warmth and love
engendered by vibrations creating colourful shapes and
rhythmic sounds - or the pain and suffering caused
by the inability to feel the events we cause
Let me meditate on ideas I love, images of humanity
within magnificent environments with a variety of
superimposed worlds - always reaching out to and
strengthening each other
[30 January 2014]
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem