Written by Annelogue on 29/03/2020
Movements in the Air
LifeI’m waking up again. Spring is opening up and closing down. The air is vibrating above ground. When I hold my breath, you are still breathing. You have the thrilling sounds, smell of expectations and you are dressed in a cool warmth. The air have no distance. I give you a kiss so that you
Written by Annelogue on 15/04/2015
Amazing
LifeYou know what? I will never become that person who is blasé about being high up in the air, looking at the cotton clouds from above and the changing beauty of the miniature landscape below. All while I can have a gin and tonic. It’s a completely magical experience to me every time I ride
Written by Annelogue on 03/09/2014
Now I Know
Life“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.” —Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Written by Annelogue on 03/07/2014
New Game
LifeI’m in heavy play-mode these days. I have several interesting games going. This is where I need to be in my practices; where I need to cultivate the power, attention, and resources to make a shift into a new game. I will increase the sensation in my body and spend the resources on the desires
Written by Annelogue on 22/05/2014
Infinite Player
Life“There are two kinds of games in the universe: finite games and infinite games. A finite game is played to win. An infinite game, on the other hand, is played to keep the game going. It does not terminate because there is no winner. Finite games require rules that remain constant. The game fails if
Written by Annelogue on 22/05/2014
Burning Fire
LifeI want everything taken from me until there is nothing left, not even fucking skin between me and the fire, the light, the burn, the truth, the nothing, the everything.
Written by Annelogue on 21/05/2014
Silent Sensations
LifeA hand full of cherries Cool, smooth skin in my hand One cherry in Soft fruity flesh and sour-sweet juice splurt in my month Another goes in I’m hungry and I eat
Written by Annelogue on 15/05/2014
Sharing A Frame
LifeSipping a coffee alone in a cafe in Copenhagen writing and listening to Bach – yeah Bach, wtf? – enjoying the thick feeling of rain clouds overhead and the drizzle outside the steamy cafe windows. The air is warm and humid and a couple sits beside me plotting and planning their lives together with real