… and you thought you had problems.

Mr. Jones’ psychotic adventures – part 5 – end

-part 4-part 3-part 2-part 1

You wake up cause you can’t breathe. Albert is dancing on your chest, belly and tights. He’s heavy and his claws dig into your flesh, leaving red scratches all over you. „Good. Brwouuuf. You wake. Come on, human. Get her.“ You’re too tired to argue with the Great Dane. You think of complaining, but Albert keeps drooling on you. The dog won´t give up. You know that.

„Alright, right… her“, you grunt. It’s in the middle of the night. Dark. Albert steps on your toes. „Hey, watch it.“ You tell him, but know that it’s useless.

„I’ll bite you, if you don´t hurry.“ Albert growls. You shake your head at all the fuss. You wish you knew what´s going on. So, you are up now. Sitting on the bed. There is light in the wardrobe.

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the name of the morning star

the name of the morning star
I’m in love with the morning star.

This is not only about me, my stories, or my search.

It’s about the sky and the stars, and everything behind that deep blue void. Behind that distance, the stone cold space, deprived of… meaning?


That’s not right.

It isn’t the lack of meaning.

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bad guy good luck

Did you ever ask yourself, why the good ones get the kick in the teeth? And the bad ones get that friendly clap on the shoulder?

It´s what they wish for themselves. Fate is an ancient fairy godmother, with bad hearing, and bad sight. Sensing only the subconscious wishes – I’m worthless, I’m repulsive, I want to die, I need to be punished, I don’t deserve this…

“Well, if you wish my dear. BAM!”

Your TV explodes. The car dies. You lock yourself out of your apartment. Your promotion goes to the next best guy. Your boy/girlfriend leaves you with nothing than the bad milk in the fridge. Your cat runs away…  

– It stings. It does.

You don´t have to tell me! That slap on your face,  leaving a burning mark for months. And you feel like a kicked dog, left outside, wet, hungry and freezing. 

And there are others. Yes, others. Cheating, deceiving, blackening, badmouthing, shamelessly – effortlessly- falling up the ladder. Cashing in. Those bastards…

Look at you! You are either smiling or feeling disgusted.