My garden rests naked. Heavy, laden with rain, autumn-drained from its growth and summer-serfdom of daylight from the restless chlorophyll mechanics grinding green through its roots and its limbs to […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
Björn Rudbergs writings 