Be I,the broken cupyou stain in scarlet sipping coffee;lipsticked leisurely. Be I,the fumes that twistits hungry fingers through your moaning bangscaffeinated eagerly. Be I,caress of sugarmelting on your tongueinvitedinside willingly Be I,be […]
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
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Verba volant, scripta manent !
About fantastical places and other stuff
Björn Rudbergs writings 