Sunday, 19 August 2018

Dreams



Last dream of the night, which always seems to be the one we remember most vividly.

Taking part in some race, running then using a mix of strange vehicles, struggling to keep the car on the street on a fast curve and not run into the child on the curb, interacting with all sorts of people and overcoming strange hurdles.

Maybe it was about overcoming hurdles. Everything was well in the end, but the happy ending does not come by itself. You have to work for it. Such a deep and morally compelling thought, you will agree, also very original. I am amazed at the depth of my own dreams interpretation.

More amazed still at the mind's ability to create such a wealth of intricate details about a running course, with lots of people involved and situations developing along the way.
It happened again last night, with the unfolding of a complex plot involving an intelligence mission in a strange territory, complete with secret coded communications and uncertainty on whether those on the other side are really the baddies. I seem to be questioning the nature of good and bad. Another deep interpretation.

Regardless. Our minds are capable of so much more than we expect and train them to do, if you only manage to leave them alone and let them go... relinquish control and let them create and immerse themselves in surprising, alternative worlds.

I wake up in awe almost every morning, at the end of another journey in a fantastic non-reality of my own making.

is there anything at all in this idea of lucid dreaming?

An underwater air junkie

Sunday, 8 July 2018



Sitting still
is about giving time
to the silt
to settle
in the waters of the mind
so you can see clearly again

Capri, 2018

Monday, 12 February 2018



Seek a stream
that you can trust to flow into
for some relief from the weight
to gently push you in the right direction
help you along
a little

Boston, winter 2017



Nulla di piu' triste che avere una vita
e non sapere cosa farsene




Sunday, 4 February 2018




seduto sul bordo di un fiume
di pensieri
il filo di un respiro regolare
tra le dita della mente
per non cadere

ti osservi
e non sei piu' tu


Tuesday, 30 January 2018

This flame

Burning out fast
Or perhaps not fast enough
Enclosed and contained
Forever unable
To break free
To start a fire and make a difference
Unfulfilled promise


Saturday, 23 December 2017

What I would like to tell my children

It is those who take upon themselves
to choose their own path
Who must learn to focus the mind's eye
Form a clear view of what has been
And a vision of what may be
Both here and deeper down
Most are happy to wade aimlessly in the shallows
With their blurry sight
Or stray, with no sense of direction
Or simply follow

There is more