My platform tomb
From sorcerers within: your deadly doom we wilted, waiting for your train to leave. A panting breath we heard its hiss of fumes you clung to life in pain, I […]
From sorcerers within: your deadly doom we wilted, waiting for your train to leave. A panting breath we heard its hiss of fumes you clung to life in pain, I […]
When we reach Khabarovsk, we are close to the confluence of the two rivers Ussuri and Amur, and I reflect that a confluence point is much like this ride. Before […]
During this long trip pangs of homesickness come suddenly. With every station the train take me further and further from the place I called my real home, the place were […]
When a train follow the waterline of a big lake or the sea, you sometimes feel as if the world is divided in two. On the right side of the […]
As I meet the marvels of Irkutsk it feels almost like I’m leaving the newfound reality of the train. I marvel that the normality of being able to walk down […]
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
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff