Bye Good End

Yes, I did not make it to the next round of the music competition De Grote Prijs van Nederland. I did inspire me to post a poetry again. Yes, we will keep going no matter what happends :D. Enjoy the Poem.

Bye Good End.

The apocalypse is

a result of human Dynamics

a construction of Social


a wing that breaks in mid flight

over an endless blue

Our mind is the horizon


Space seperated by nothing

but a thought

A false abstract

because thoughts are material

formations, crystals in the mind

diamonds in the mud

dreams in the dark


Polished by a truth

beyond purpose to shine

the soul of a memory

and the mission of man

with many



one mind