Vassago

2026-04-05T07:00:00.005+01:00

Jesus waited three days to come back to life.

It was perfect

If he had only waited one day, a lot of people wouldn't have even heard he died.

They'd be all, "Hey Jesus, what up?" and Jesus would probably be like, "What up? I died yesterday!" and they'd be all, "Uh, you look pretty alive to me, dude..." and then Jesus would have to explain how he was resurrected, and how it was a miracle, and the dude'd be like "Uhh okay, whatever you say, bro..."

And he's not gonna come back on a Saturday. Everybody's busy, doing chores, workin' the loom, trimmin' the beard,

NO. He waited the perfect number of days, three.

Plus it's Sunday, so everyone's in church already,

and they're all in there like "Oh no, Jesus is dead", and then BAM! He bursts in the back door, runnin' up the aisle, everyone's totally psyched, and FYI, that's when he invented the high five.

Easter Poem (for John Cotton), by Ted Walker

2026-04-05T07:00:00.003+01:00

I had gone on Easter Day

early and alone

to be beyond insidious bells

(that any other Sunday I’d not hear)

up to the hills

where are winds

to blow away commination.

In the frail first light

I saw him,

unreal and sudden

through lifting mist,

a fox on a barn door,

nailed

like a coloured plaster Christ

in a Spanish shrine,

his tail coiled around his loins.

Sideways

his head hung limply,

his ears

snagged with burdock,

his dry nose

plugged with black blood.

For two days

he’d held the orthodox pose.

The endemic English noise

of Easter Sunday morning

was mixed with the mist swirling

and might have moved his stiff head.

Under the hill

the ringing had begun.

As the sun rose red

to press on

seemed the best thing.

I walked the length

of the day’s obsession.

At dusk

I was swallowed by the misted barn,

sucked by the peristalsis

of my fear

that he had gone,

leaving nails for souvenirs.

But he was there still.

I saw

no sign.

He hung as before.

Only the wind had risen

to comb the thorns from his fur.

I left my superstition

stretched on the banging barn door.

Sun 5 Apr 2026 Easter

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Lent ends with Easter Sunday

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Lent ends with Easter Sunday

the day Christians celebrate Jesus rising from the dead

Easter Sunday

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Easter Poem - Fox On A Barn Door

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I had gone on Easter Day

early and alone

to be beyond insidious bells

(that any other Sunday I’d not hear)

up to the hills

where are winds

to blow away commination.

In the frail first light I saw him,

unreal and sudden

through lifting mist,

a fox on a barn door,

nailed

like a coloured plaster Christ

in a Spanish shrine,

his tail coiled around his loins.

Sideways his head hung limply,

his ears snagged with burdock,

his dry nose plugged with black blood.

For two days he’d held the orthodox pose.

The endemic English noise of Easter Sunday morning

was mixed with the mist swirling

and might have moved his stiff head.

Under the hill

the ringing had begun.

As the sun rose red

on the stains of his bleeding

to press on seemed the best thing.

I walked the length of the day’s obsession.

At dusk I was swallowed by the misted barn,

sucked by the peristalsis of my fear that he had gone,

leaving nails for souvenirs.

But he was there still.

I saw no sign.

He hung as before.

Only the wind had risen

to comb the thorns from his fur.

I left my superstition

stretched on the banging barn door.

2026-04-04T14:17:00.003+01:00

Happiness:

The smell of cordite always makes her think of the fourth of July

Vassago: Happiness Is a Warm Gun Song by Tori Amos

Vassago: happiness is a warm gun

Vassago: Happiness Is a Warm Gun Song by The Beatles

2026-04-04T14:16:00.005+01:00

Strange Little Girl:

Whenever it rains you think of her

while the titular character has dramatic eye makeup, a shag cut, and a shirt that says, "Satin Worship."

The album's namesake song — and most upbeat, straightforward musical moment, as it features tumbleweed keyboards — is "Strange Little Girl."

The 1982 single by the Stranglers featuring a protagonist who's figuratively lost and trying to find her place in the world:

"Strange little girl /

Where are you going? /

Do you know where you could be going?"

The word "strange" is an interesting one to describe a person.

The term isn't always wielded as a compliment; in fact, it's a verbal side-eye to convention. "Strange" is a close relation to "peculiar," another vaguely antique-sounding words that connotes someone who's offbeat and different.

That Amos called the album "Strange Little Girls" — plural — is even more telling: These are a collection of offbeat people who don't fit into any sort of neat, tidy mold.

Vassago: Strange Little Girl

Vassago: Strange Little Girl Song by The Stranglers

2026-04-04T14:15:00.003+01:00

Raining Blood:

Actually the Gestapo picked her up

Slayer's "Raining Blood," a song about someone mired in purgatory after being jettisoned from heaven; the implication is that it's somewhere he doesn't want to be.

Amos has a different view:

Instead, she envisions purgatory as a place of shelter, a refuge for a badass with supernatural tendencies.

"She's a French Resistance woman whose sister was killed," she told Alternative Press about the "Raining Blood" character, who sports a jaunty beret and holds an ashed cigarette.

The woman "knows myths and is calling on power and working on alchemy" in response, however: "She went to the underground after the death of everyone she knew."

Vassago: Raining Blood

2026-04-04T14:14:00.003+01:00

Real Men:

All of these things are true.

"Real Men" Tori is tomboyish and defiant, in a power outfit:

a white suit and wide belt.

Vassago: Real Men Song by Joe Jackson

2026-04-04T14:13:00.002+01:00

Time:

One day you will open your eyes and see her

Vassago: Time by Tom Waits

Vassago: Time (Tom Waits song)

2026-04-04T14:12:00.003+01:00

New Age:

All your tomorrows start here

"New Age" Tori looks like a hipster librarian, with dark hair flipped at the ends and cat's-eye glasses,

Vassago: New Age Song by Tori Amos

Vassago: New Age Song by Lou Reed

2026-04-04T14:11:00.002+01:00

Enjoy The Silence:

Thirty-five years a showgirl

Vassago: Enjoy the Silence

Vassago: Enjoy the Silence Song by Depeche Mode

2026-04-04T14:09:33.395+01:00

I Don't Like Mondays:

She found the first body in a stairwell

Vassago: I Don't Like Mondays Song by The Boomtown Rats

Vassago: I Don't Like Mondays

Vassago: Bob Geldof

Vassago

2026-04-04T14:08:26.648+01:00

Bonnie & Clyde:

She wonders what her daughter will do

Vassago: ’97 Bonnie & Clyde Song by Eminem

2026-04-04T14:07:00.004+01:00

Heart of Gold:

It's not glamorous... (on the twin pic) ...it's just business.

On a roaring "Heart of Gold," which is as noisy as Young's guitar hurricanes, Amos saw twins — or "economic espionage gals," as she puts it to Alternative Press — who "infiltrate corporations and access information and send it somewhere else.

Good or bad, it depends what side you're on."

This backstory certainly isn't obvious from listening to Neil Young's song, which is a loose, weary meditation on searching for meaning in life and the self. However, Amos' vision certainly complicates what the song's reference to a "heart of gold" could mean.

Vassago: Heart Of Gold Song by Neil Young

2026-04-04T14:06:00.004+01:00

Rattlesnakes:

She rides rollercoasters but never screams

Vassago: Rattlesnakes Song by Lloyd Cole

Vassago: Rattlesnakes

The "Rattlesnakes" Tori has straight blonde hair and a KISS jacket.

The song features a main character named Jodie, who "wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six days" and packs a gun "on account of all the rattlesnakes."

Cole is himself an empathetic writer, and so his character sketch of Jodie offers telling details ("her neverborn child still haunts her") that explain her behavior.

Ever perceptive, Amos picks up on Jodie's heartbreak; her voice drips with sadness and understanding, ensuring the cover ends up deeply affecting.

Jodie wears a hat although it hasn't rained for six daysShe says a girl needs a gun these daysHey on account of all the rattlesnakes

She looks like Eve Marie saint in on the waterfrontShe reads Simone de Beauvoir in her American circumstance

She's less than sure if her heart has come to stay in San JoseAnd her never-born child still haunts herAs she speeds down the freewayAs she tries her luck with the traffic policeOut of boredom more than spiteShe never finds no trouble, she tries too hardShe's obvious despite herself

She looks like Eve Marie Saint in on the waterfrontShe says all she needs is therapy, yeahAll you need is, love is all you need

Jodie never sleeps 'cause there are always needles in the hayShe says that a girl needs a gun these daysHey on account of all the rattlesnakes

She looks like Eve Marie Saint in on the waterfrontAs she reads Simone de Beauvoir in her American circumstanceHer heart, heart's like crazy pavingUpside down and back to frontShe says "ooh, it's so hard to loveWhen love was your great disappointment."

Vassago: Eva Marie Saint

Vassago: Simone de Beauvoir

Cole took the main character from Didion's 1977 novel A Book of Common Prayer and "inserted her into the landscape" of the 1970 novel Play It as It Lays.

Vassago: A Book of Common Prayer

Vassago: Play It as It Lays

2026-04-04T14:01:00.003+01:00

I'm not in Love:

She forgets him utterly and forever

Amos described the character in "I'm Not in Love" as "a little fetish girl

– she’s into BDSM",

further noting that "it’s all about power with her.

And she's not really in love;

she really isn’t.

She was at one time

and she’s having a different adventure in life.

She will walk down many roads".

Vassago: I'm Not In Love Tori Amos

Vassago: I'm Not in Love

Vassago: I'm not in love 10cc

Strange Little Girls

2026-04-04T13:58:00.001+01:00

New Age:

All your tomorrows start here

Strange Little Girl:

Whenever it rains you think of her

Time:

One day you will open your eyes and see her

Enjoy The Silence:

Thirty-five years a showgirl

Rattlesnakes:

She rides rollercoasters but never screams

I'm not in Love:

She forgets him utterly and forever

Bonnie & Clyde:

She wonders what her daughter will do

I Don't Like Mondays:

She found the first body in a stairwell

Happiness:

The smell of cordite always makes her think of the fourth of July

Raining Blood:

Actually the Gestapo picked her up

Heart of Gold:

It's not glamorous... (on the twin pic) ...it's just business.

Real Men: All of these things are true.

2026-04-04T13:54:41.229+01:00

she seems so cool so focused so quiet

her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon

you think you know all there is to know

15 seconds

about her immediately upon meeting her

everything you think you know is wrong

passion flows through her like a river of blood

23 seconds

she only looked away for a moment and The Mask dropped and you fell higher

tomorrow start here

30 seconds

Bonnie's mother

you know how it is when you love someone and the hard part the bad part the Jerry

37 seconds

Springer Show part is that you never stop loving someone

there's always a piece of them in your heart

now that she is dead she tries to

45 seconds

remember only the love

she imagines every blow a kiss

make up an expertly cover the bruises

the0:52

52 seconds

cigarette burn on her thigh

all these things she decides were gestures of love

she wonders what her daughter will do

59 seconds

she wonders what her daughter will be

she's holding a cake in her death

here's the cake she was always going to bake for a little one

1 minute, 7 seconds

maybe they would have mixed it together

they would have sat and eaten it and smiled to all three of them

the apartment would have slowly filled with

1 minute, 14 seconds

laughter and with love

strange there are a hundred things she's tried to chase away

the things she won't

1 minute, 22 seconds

remember and that she can't ever let herself think about because that's when the birds Scream the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle

1 minute, 31 seconds

you will hear that she's left the country

there was a gift she wanted you to have but it is lost before it reaches you

late one night the telephone was singing

1 minute, 40 seconds

a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken

several years later from a taxi you'll

1 minute, 49 seconds

see someone in a doorway who looks like her

she'll be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop

you will never see her again

1 minute, 56 seconds

whenever it rains you will think of her

silence

35 years a showgirl that she admits to

2 minutes, 4 seconds

and her feet hurt day in day out from the high heels

she can walk down steps with a 40 pound headdress and high heels

2 minutes, 12 seconds

she's walked across the stage with a lion in high heels

she could walk through goddamn hell in high heels if it came to that

these are the things that have helped

2 minutes, 21 seconds

kept her walking and her head high

her daughter

a man from Chicago who loved her though not enough

the national news anchor who

2 minutes, 30 seconds

paid her rent for a decade and didn't come to Vegas more than once a month

two bags of silicone gel and staying out of the Desert Sun

2 minutes, 38 seconds

she will be a grandmother soon

very soon

love

and then there was the time that one of

2 minutes, 45 seconds

them simply wouldn't return her calls to his office so she called the number he did not know that she had and she said to the woman who answered that this was

2 minutes, 52 seconds

so embarrassing as he was no longer talking to her

could he be told that she was still waiting for the return of her lacy black under things she'd taken

3 minutes

because he said they smelled of her

of both of them

and that reminded her she said is

the woman on the other end of the phone said nothing

could they be laundered first

3 minutes, 8 seconds

and then simply posted back to her he has her address and then

her business joyfully concluded

she forgets him utterly and forever

and

3 minutes, 17 seconds

she turns your attention to the next

one day she won't love you too

you will break your heart

time

3 minutes, 25 seconds

she's not waiting

not quite

it's more that

the years mean nothing to her anymore

that the dreams and the streets cannot touch her

3 minutes, 34 seconds

she remained on the edges of time

implacable

unhurt

Beyond one day you will open your eyes and see her and

3 minutes, 41 seconds

after that the dark it is not a reaping it's dead

she will pluck you gently like a feather or a flower for her hair

3 minutes, 49 seconds

rattlesnakes

she doesn't know who owned the jacket originally nobody claimed it after a party and she figured it looked good on

3 minutes, 57 seconds

her

it says kiss she does not like to kiss people

men and women have told her that she's beautiful she has no idea

4 minutes, 4 seconds

what they mean

when she looks in the mirror she does not see beauty looking back at her

only her face

she does not read

watch TV

or make love

4 minutes, 13 seconds

she listens to music

she goes places with her friends

she rides roller coasters but never screams when they plummet or twist and plunge upside down

4 minutes, 22 seconds

if you told her the jacket was yours she just shrug and give it back to you it's not like she cares not one way or the other

4 minutes, 31 seconds

Heart of Gold

sentences

sisters maybe twins possibly cousins we won't know unless we see the birth certificates

the real ones

not the ones

4 minutes, 40 seconds

they use to get ID

this is what they do for a living they walk in take what they need walk out again

4 minutes, 47 seconds

it's not glamorous it's just business

and it'll always be strictly legal

it's just business

they're too smart for this and too tired

4 minutes, 56 seconds

they share clothes wigs makeup cigarettes wrestles and hunting they move on two minds one heart

sometimes

5 minutes, 4 seconds

they even finish each other's

Bundy's child

standing in the shower letting the water run over her washing it away washing

5 minutes, 13 seconds

everything away she realizes that what made it hardest was that it smelled just like her own High School

she'd walk through the corridors heart

5 minutes, 20 seconds

beating raggedly in her chest smelling that school smell

it all came back to her it was only what six years maybe less

5 minutes, 28 seconds

since it had been her running from Locker to classroom

said she'd watched her friends crying and raging and brooding over the toss and the names and

5 minutes, 36 seconds

the Thousand Hertz

to plague the powerless

none of them had ever gone this far

she found the first body in a stairwell

5 minutes, 44 seconds

that night after the shower which could not wash what she had to do away not really she said to her husband I'm scared of what

5 minutes, 52 seconds

this job is making me hard

it's making me someone else

someone I don't know anymore

he pulled her close and held her and

5 minutes, 59 seconds

they stayed touching skin to skin until dawn

happiness she feels at Home on the Range

your

6 minutes, 7 seconds

protector's in position

man shaped paper Target up and waiting for her

she imagines a little she remembers a

6 minutes, 14 seconds

little she sites and squeezes and as her time on the Range begins she feels rather than sees The Head and the Heart obliterate

smell of cordite always makes

6 minutes, 22 seconds

you think of the Fourth of July

you use the gifts God gave you that was what her mother had said which makes her falling out even harder

6 minutes, 30 seconds

somehow nobody will ever hurt her

she'll just smile her faint vague wonderful smile and walk away

6 minutes, 38 seconds

it's not about the money it's never about the money

Raining Blood

here and exercise and choice your choice

6 minutes, 48 seconds

one of these Tales is true

she lived through the war in 1959 she came to America she now lives in a condo

6 minutes, 56 seconds

in Miami

a tiny French woman with white hair with a daughter and a granddaughter

she keeps herself to herself and smiles

7 minutes, 3 seconds

rarely

if the weight of memory keeps you from fighting Joy

or that's a lie

actually the Gestapo picked her up during the border crossing

7 minutes, 12 seconds

in 1943. they left her in a meadow

first she dug her own grave

a single Bullet to the back of the skull

7 minutes, 19 seconds

last thought before that bullet was that she was four months pregnant

and if we do not fight to create a future

there will be no future for any of us

7 minutes, 28 seconds

there's an old woman in Miami who wakes confused from a dream of the wind blowing the wild flowers in a meadow your bones untouched beneath the warm

7 minutes, 36 seconds

French Earth

which dream of a daughter's wedding

good wine is drunk

the only tears shed are happy ones

real men

7 minutes, 45 seconds

some of the girls were boys

The View changes from where you are standing words can wound and wounds can heal

7 minutes, 53 seconds

all of these things are true

2026-04-04T13:54:00.001+01:00

strange little girls by Neil Gaiman the girls new age

6 seconds

she seems so cool so focused so quiet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon you think you know all there is to know

15 seconds

about her immediately upon meeting her everything you think you know is wrong passion flows through her like a river of blood

23 seconds

she only looked away for a moment and The Mask dropped and you fell higher tomorrow start here

30 seconds

Bonnie's mother you know how it is when you love someone and the hard part the bad part the Jerry

37 seconds

Springer Show part is that you never stop loving someone there's always a piece of them in your heart now that she is dead she tries to

45 seconds

remember only the love she imagines every blow a kiss make up an expertly cover the bruises the

52 seconds

cigarette burn on her thigh all these things she decides were gestures of love she wonders what her daughter will do

59 seconds

she wonders what her daughter will be she's holding a cake in her death here's the cake she was always going to bake for a little one

1 minute, 7 seconds

maybe they would have mixed it together they would have sat and eaten it and smiled to all three of them the apartment would have slowly filled with

1 minute, 14 seconds

laughter and with love strange there are a hundred things she's tried to chase away the things she won't

1 minute, 22 seconds

remember and that she can't ever let herself think about because that's when the birds Scream the worms crawl and somewhere in her mind it's always raining a slow and endless drizzle

1 minute, 31 seconds

you will hear that she's left the country there was a gift she wanted you to have but it is lost before it reaches you late one night the telephone was singing

1 minute, 40 seconds

a voice that might be hers will say something that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken several years later from a taxi you'll

1 minute, 49 seconds

see someone in a doorway who looks like her she'll be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop you will never see her again

1 minute, 56 seconds

whenever it rains you will think of her silence 35 years a showgirl that she admits to

2 minutes, 4 seconds

and her feet hurt day in day out from the high heels she can walk down steps with a 40 pound headdress and high heels

2 minutes, 12 seconds

she's walked across the stage with a lion in high heels she could walk through goddamn hell in high heels if it came to that these are the things that have helped

2 minutes, 21 seconds

kept her walking and her head high her daughter a man from Chicago who loved her though not enough the national news anchor who

2 minutes, 30 seconds

paid her rent for a decade and didn't come to Vegas more than once a month two bags of silicone gel and staying out of the Desert Sun

2 minutes, 38 seconds

she will be a grandmother soon very soon love and then there was the time that one of

2 minutes, 45 seconds

them simply wouldn't return her calls to his office so she called the number he did not know that she had and she said to the woman who answered that this was

2 minutes, 52 seconds

so embarrassing as he was no longer talking to her could he be told that she was still waiting for the return of her lacy black under things she'd taken

3 minutes

because he said they smelled of her of both of them and that reminded her she said is the woman on the other end of the phone said nothing could they be laundered first

3 minutes, 8 seconds

and then simply posted back to her he has her address and then her business joyfully concluded she forgets him utterly and forever and

3 minutes, 17 seconds

she turns your attention to the next one day she won't love you too you will break your heart time

3 minutes, 25 seconds

she's not waiting not quite it's more that the years mean nothing to her anymore that the dreams and the streets cannot touch her

3 minutes, 34 seconds

she remained on the edges of time implacable unhurt Beyond one day you will open your eyes and see her and

3 minutes, 41 seconds

after that the dark it is not a reaping it's dead she will pluck you gently like a feather or a flower for her hair

3 minutes, 49 seconds

rattlesnakes she doesn't know who owned the jacket originally nobody claimed it after a party and she figured it looked good on

3 minutes, 57 seconds

her it says kiss she does not like to kiss people men and women have told her that she's beautiful she has no idea

4 minutes, 4 seconds

what they mean when she looks in the mirror she does not see beauty looking back at her only her face she does not read watch TV or make love

4 minutes, 13 seconds

she listens to music she goes places with her friends she rides roller coasters but never screams when they plummet or twist and plunge upside down

4 minutes, 22 seconds

if you told her the jacket was yours she just shrug and give it back to you it's not like she cares not one way or the other

4 minutes, 31 seconds

Heart of Gold sentences sisters maybe twins possibly cousins we won't know unless we see the birth certificates the real ones not the ones

4 minutes, 40 seconds

they use to get ID this is what they do for a living they walk in take what they need walk out again

4 minutes, 47 seconds

it's not glamorous it's just business and it'll always be strictly legal it's just business they're too smart for this and too tired

4 minutes, 56 seconds

they share clothes wigs makeup cigarettes wrestles and hunting they move on two minds one heart sometimes

5 minutes, 4 seconds

they even finish each other's Bundy's child standing in the shower letting the water run over her washing it away washing

5 minutes, 13 seconds

everything away she realizes that what made it hardest was that it smelled just like her own High School she'd walk through the corridors heart

5 minutes, 20 seconds

beating raggedly in her chest smelling that school smell it all came back to her it was only what six years maybe less

5 minutes, 28 seconds

since it had been her running from Locker to classroom said she'd watched her friends crying and raging and brooding over the toss and the names and

5 minutes, 36 seconds

the Thousand Hertz to plague the powerless none of them had ever gone this far she found the first body in a stairwell

5 minutes, 44 seconds

that night after the shower which could not wash what she had to do away not really she said to her husband I'm scared of what

5 minutes, 52 seconds

this job is making me hard it's making me someone else someone I don't know anymore he pulled her close and held her and

5 minutes, 59 seconds

they stayed touching skin to skin until dawn happiness she feels at Home on the Range your

6 minutes, 7 seconds

protector's in position man shaped paper Target up and waiting for her she imagines a little she remembers a

6 minutes, 14 seconds

little she sites and squeezes and as her time on the Range begins she feels rather than sees The Head and the Heart obliterate smell of cordite always makes

6 minutes, 22 seconds

you think of the Fourth of July you use the gifts God gave you that was what her mother had said which makes her falling out even harder

6 minutes, 30 seconds

somehow nobody will ever hurt her she'll just smile her faint vague wonderful smile and walk away

6 minutes, 38 seconds

it's not about the money it's never about the money Raining Blood here and exercise and choice your choice

6 minutes, 48 seconds

one of these Tales is true she lived through the war in 1959 she came to America she now lives in a condo

6 minutes, 56 seconds

in Miami a tiny French woman with white hair with a daughter and a granddaughter she keeps herself to herself and smiles

7 minutes, 3 seconds

rarely if the weight of memory keeps you from fighting Joy or that's a lie actually the Gestapo picked her up during the border crossing

7 minutes, 12 seconds

in 1943. they left her in a meadow first she dug her own grave a single Bullet to the back of the skull

7 minutes, 19 seconds

last thought before that bullet was that she was four months pregnant and if we do not fight to create a future there will be no future for any of us

7 minutes, 28 seconds

there's an old woman in Miami who wakes confused from a dream of the wind blowing the wild flowers in a meadow your bones untouched beneath the warm

7 minutes, 36 seconds

French Earth which dream of a daughter's wedding good wine is drunk the only tears shed are happy ones real men

7 minutes, 45 seconds

some of the girls were boys The View changes from where you are standing words can wound and wounds can heal

7 minutes, 53 seconds

all of these things are true

2026-04-04T11:55:00.003+01:00

there is only the present moment, the now.

You can't measure time the way you measure the distance between two points.

'Time' doesn't pass.

human beings have enormous difficulty in focusing on the present;

always thinking about what we did, about how we could have done it better,

about the consequences of our actions, and about why we didn't act as we should have.

Or else we think about the future, about what we're going to do tomorrow,

what precautions we should take, what dangers await us around the next corner,

how to avoid what we don't want

and how to get what we have always dreamed of.

2026-04-04T11:52:32.702+01:00

The secret is here in the present.

If you pay attention to the present, you can improve upon it.

And, if you improve on the present, what comes later will also be better

2026-04-04T11:51:00.004+01:00

People are never satisfied.

If they have a little, they want more.

If they have a lot, they want still more.

Once they have more, they wish they could be happy with little,

but are incapable of making the slightest effort in that direction.

2026-04-04T10:30:00.001+01:00

I want to feel what it's like,

cause death is only going to happen to you once.