One step at a time

This is the one step.

Time pigs

every moment
  so fresh
  clean
  uncontaminated

until we
  drag in the filth
  of the past
  and the future

completely ruining
  it

incapable of
  appreciating
  the beauty
  of now

Now is where I go to die

It’s not a place
it is the space
that nothing can survive
It is a place of death and darkness,
also life and light
Now all of it merges
into the emptiness from where it came

Nothing can hide now
Now can be no lies
It is the end of me
and it’s the end of you
and the end of our relation
It was just a vivid dream

Sooner or later,
I’d say Now,
we’re all gonna die
It may take us ages
It don’t matter for how long
For time’s just one of all concepts
in the Now it’s gone
It has gone to die

Even the great liberation
that lies within
the death of all the things
that ever meant something
Even that will die
and doesn’t mean a thing

Befrukta oss

Känner hur du öppnar dig,
när du tillåter.
Hur jag kan vara med dig,
när du är med mig
som jag är.
Låt oss släppa bagaget
och upptäcka varandra
på nytt.
Inget förflutet.
Inga löften.
Bara det levande mötet
och det döda tomrummet
befruktande varandra.