Status and coffee
I walk and see,
and drink coffee.
Update my status, update “this is me”,
update my life, update that I’m free.
I walk and see,
and drink coffee.
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The Zen-Arcade
A 50c piece slides into the slot. It travels to a Kloof in the mountains where 5 friends start their relaxing game. It involves laughing, singing, drinking, eating, jumping, talking, walking. They pose for a picture here and they stop for a calm stream there. It’s a game of ‘being’. Not of accepting. Just ‘being’. And it works. This is the Zen-Arcade.
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Forgiveness and rain.
A flowing wave of sorrow hits the shore of the vulnerable heart. It hits hard and accurately. Directly. And furthering its course, the heart sinks slowly, held up only by the strings of forgiveness. And rain. Never forget the rain.
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Ingrid
4 vriende ontbloot hul belangstelling in haar lewe. 4 vriende kyk in afgryse na die onregverdige selfgesentreerdheid van ‘n sisteem en ‘n man. Hulle drink wyn. En gesels. En binne-in huil dit steeds. ‘n Nostalgiese huil. En die ligtoring se lig sny soos lemme. En tog skyn die son. En tog is die see mooi.
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Of pinotage and cous-cous
Silently the mist sweeps down the blissfully chilled mountain. Inside, the circle of new friends chat and laugh and drink and carve away the minutes. The plane is leaving. The friends depart. Silently the mist sweeps down.
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