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Fresh air, fresh start

A step outside the lab
Is often just enough
And the beginning of a journey.
No idea comes crushing numbers
Or relating tasks.
Fresh air oxygenates the brain
And lets your mind evade naive.
A childish mind thrives in moments of creative hunger.

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Silly coffee

I cannot judge your dream or your path
it is only yours and your vision is a unicum.
You assemble the path
and drive with a chin high up
as only your dream deserves.
Words fall short
advices gather dust,
only examples and smiles push you forward.

Sunday spark

Sunday is a day of no schedule
But a day of sparks.
In the empty ideas play ball
And fantasies run wild.
They fuel the night
Before there Monday comes back
Worth its demands and pointing fingers.
The land of magic cannot be lost,
Once you visited it
You can always return.

Lost in the web

Today I explore the web
Of discoveries and opinions
to build my own.
Crazy, my schemes seem art
Fuelled by creativity and imagination
But my reasoning as precise as a chessboard.
Escape your discipline,
Speculate wildly.

Communication is relaxation

Tangled like wool,

My thoughts roll around

like bushes in the desert of a spaghetti western.

I have

A desert mind full of balls of ideas.

Balls swirl around and hit each other,

Waiting to be picked.

Picked and pulled, they are explained, written, visualized,

And communicated to lower my mental entropy.

Tickling brain

Numbers in the table,
Like kids holding hands in a line,
Show me the direction
While tickling my brain
In this hide-and-seek game.
The pull and magic of the hidden trend
Make me a solo artist
Behind the curtain of an unapologetic  stage.

Easy slipper

In my mind, I wear slippers
all day long
while cruising the factory
and criticizing the dynamics of the office.
Slippers with fluff, slippers offering total protection
from those envious eyes and those inner critics
that only a warm tight hug can silence.

 

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