Animalistic roots in us


 

 

We bear the seeds
Of good and evil in us
Rooted feelings
Eruptions, outbreaks
In all colours
Spectrum from anger to joy
Of happiness and sadness
Patterns of love and hate
In an alternating bath

Living blood
Pulsating in the roots
Intertwined arteries
Of fluctuating feelings
Thoughts that take shape
Reaction, perception of senses
Principle of cause and effect
Waves crashing down on us
Turning ourselves into waves

Who wins this game
Wins the life
Becomes a real human being…

DidiArtist, 11.04.2020

 
 

Good and Evil


 

Devine play

 

Evil lives in our mind
Good in our soul
Soul in God

Mind controls the soul
Shows its colours in a wide range
From good to evil…

DidiArtist, 20.11.2020

 
 

Be Good, Do Good, and Be One


 
 

 
 

Lost in arrogance


 

 

Good and evil kindled
Fire of the mind
Are we sitting in the front row
As the good guys, play the game
Justice: better and worse
A trick of cunning treachery
To reap advantages
Willing to die in this battle
As a slave of the mind

To measure ourselves in search of adversaries
Emerging as a winner
Judging, appraising
Scale of equality
Weighing in our favour
Without the host’s bill
Same gambling everywhere:
With haggling, bargaining
To place one’s own person
In the right light

Lost seems to be who wins
Who doesn’t respect himself anymore
Looking for money and power
To classify man, use man
As a means to an end
An operation without dignity
Compassion, humanity
As lost humility
Intoxication of one’s own arrogance…

DidiArtist, 21.03.2019

 
 

Mind and Ego


 

 

We are storm and conflagration
War and peace
Heaven and hell
Hate and love
We are a raging ocean
An erupting super-volcano
We are smart and cunning
Always have a motive
To win, to enrich ourselves
For better or worse
We are greedy and exuberant
Striving for power and riches
For titles and acknowledgments
For possession and control
Worship the lust, which is our love
Attach ourselves firmly to the world
On things and people
Create wishes upon wishes
We are a serpent with thousands of heads
Medusa, a changing face
A spectrum of feelings, emotions
In shades and grades
We have chameleon-like thoughts
Deceive the owner
Lead her astray
Wrapping her in illusions
We, the five thieves…

The owner? – The soul…

DidiArtist, 18.07.2020

 
 

Balance in the Middle


 

 

Man is his own tightrope walker
He balances between good and evil
Between advantage and disadvantage

In finding his center
He won’t fall
In the abysses of both ends…

DidiArtist, 26.05.2020