Category: existential writing

  • not mine: “i look in people’s windows”

    i am begging for a life that is not mine. something else. anything else. i am searching for a dimension that can take me in and change everything. an alcoholic drug addict author waiting for inspiration in a garage in Amsterdam, a flower lady dreaming about her lover as she grubs up the plants, a…

  • the witch’s handbook: a spiritual guide

    spirituality is a treasure nowadays, more than ever i think. not to escape reality but to make the most of it. and when you think about it, you’ll see that every belief system has the same core. they all come from one shared idea that is sculpted and interpreted in different ways. but the core…

  • now: it knocks my door with great long-lasting curiosity, please take it away if it’s not meant for me

    now i have my whole life packed at my parents house. now i search through the boxes for cotton to remove my nail polish and one gaze at the quickly packed cotton, taken from once my very own bathroom, i feel tears in my eyes. you go through hard times, you handle them fast with…

  • guess it was kismet: believe in love

    orpheus is a poet and a musician whose music could move even gods. he falls in love with eurydice. she dies from a snakebite, he descends into the underworld to bring her back. his music softens hades and persephone, who agree to let her return. on one condition: he must not look back at her until…

  • being in your twenties: where does it all lead?

    the strangest and the most surprising part of being in your twenties is how subtle you expect growth to be but how obvious and perceivable it takes place. it’s true, you expect it to be subtle, walking in your veins as you go on with your day, only to feel a little itch now and…