Het strand


Langs de zee loop ik met de beweging van de golven mee
Langzaam komt het water naar me toe
Om mijn voeten te kriebelen
Waarna het weer weg glijdt, net als jij

Hier aan het strand vermijd ik de werkelijkheid
Hier aan het strand ben ik verlost van mijn ontevredenheid
De deur gaat dicht en niemand komt meer binnen
Geen teleurstelling, pijn, geen beminnen

Boos ben ik op de wereld omdat zij is zoals zij is
Boos ben ik op de mensen omdat zij zijn zoals zij zijn
Boos ben ik op alles wat beter had kunnen zijn
Dus sta ik aan de zijlijn

Te kijken hoe men een potje voetbal speelt
Met als doel de bal in het doel te schieten
Met elkaar tussen de lijnen rennen
Luid juichend doelloze doelen bereiken

Tot de tijd om is

Ik loop weg, maar kom niet verder dan de zijlijn
Lijnen zullen er namelijk altijd zijn
Daarom is het aan het strand zo fijn
Wandelen met een zee van tijd

Are you the best?

Be the best. No negativity, no weakness, no acquiescence to fear or disaster, no errors of ignorance, no evasion from reality – Jeff Buckley

You can't kill me, I'm already dead


   
My new short longboard.

Fucked up


People.
Are real.
So why
don’t they act real

People
why so anxious
I’m asking you what you really need
Not just some things. It’s something
you don’t even see

I can’t stand to see
people being hurt
because of people.
What happened to us? People..
The potential we have
to build and seed
and our energy
is wasted into bullshit activity.

Our spirit, our love
we put into work and material things.
Following a path of consumption  
leaving traces of destruction
moving away from reality.
Anxiety, self destruction and greed
such a waste of time
a waste of life.

Why don’t we all stop neglecting ourselves
and be real, do love.

Stop fooling yourself, stupid people
look at life the way it is.
There’s nothing.
So, why so anxious?

Street Halo

written by Selma ©


Click on the photo to read it in the original size. I wrote this while listening to the song Street Halo by Burial. Therefore I strongly recommend you to listen to this song while reading.





Here are the words again, just in case you have trouble reading my handwriting. Feel free to leave a comment if there’s something you want to ask or say about it.


Street Halo

Yet another night alone
The air is moist and cold
I fill my lungs with smoke
standing in a city that never awoke
Cold, concrete buildings
confine me to walk narrow streets
Nothing here soothes me
Always alone.

I don’t look around me, so all I can see
is wet asphalt, moving under my feet
It feels like time has stopped me
walking ‘till infinity.
Movement of traffic and human beings
cannot move me.
Nothing but the gloom of the city
can fill me.

I’ve been here all my life
but why?
Wandering ‘round with bloodshot eyes
did I tell myself too many lies?
I’m looking for a way out of here
wandering around, hoping to find an exit sign
but there are no exit signs outside.
another silent cry..

Is it me or is it the city
that keeps me here?
What if there’s no way out of here
Do I have the courage to create an exit sign
outside?

Simplicity- drawings


Since I was a little kid I liked to draw. I wasn’t very good at it, but I practiced a lot and that made me better. About two years ago I found a guy from Singapore on DeviantART.com who did some nice graffiti work. Here is a link to his work: antz81. It inspired me to make some simplistic drawings. There’s no deeper thought behind it, just simplicity and music, except for the last drawing. I made that one when I was frustrated about life. I called it: FUTURE one big question mark. As you can see there’s an ugly guy standing in the centre who laughs in a mean way. That’s the source of my frustration with a lot of shit around it. Even though there’s nothing beautiful or special about the drawing itself I really like that one.

Do or don't


So here I'm sitting in my car at the same old stop light
I keep waiting for a change but I don't know what
So red turns into green turning into yellow
but I'm just frozen here in the same old spot
And all I have to do is to press the pedal
 

But I'm not.