Author: A metaphysical entity (Page 35 of 40)

Fridge.

December 1, 2022 / A metaphysical entity

In some cases, she swore that it would get easier. For what it’s worth, her friends did not see the struggle that she was, and still is, trying to hide. Many years ago, there was someone that could see through her, see all the angles and the layers.

A mouth, two knees, hair.

She started to be embarrassed and overwhelmed with the fact that someone else might have a clearer understanding of the internal workings that she has been trying to discover and untangle herself. She felt betrayed, cheated. “How could this have happened to me?”, she asked while feeling that cold breeze all throughout her body.

A nail, two index fingers, water.

The most terrifying aspect of it was the calmness that came with the assessment. Piercing though the noises of her thoughts, everything seemed clear. And while she did not fully accept all attributions fully, she knew that the knowledge behind it was preceded by and endless steam of thoughts.

A heart, two kidneys, hormones.

She calmed herself with the thought that the assessment process might take up more stress, horror and sleepless nights than to endure the verdicts that were passed onto her every day. It might be that an inclination to observe and judge is deeply rooted in insecurity and the overwhelming feelings that surround the juror. Maybe she is just calming herself down. Who knows.

A human. A fridge. Desire.

Weekly review 4.

November 20, 2022 / A metaphysical entity

The walls are green and I feel golden.

What time has brought to me in the form of gratitude has finally established as a clear thought: I love Prague. Yes; this is the first time your very own Papa Shanghai is disclosing a location but it is just too much to pass up on. Also, you still won’t find me here. Maybe I am the waiter, maybe the bouncer.

The subliminal message that is spread over this city is filled with history, culture and longing. Longing for independence, longing for its place in the world. It has faced many struggles and you can see that. Just as every single thing on this planet, Prague has been shaped by its environment.

I am becoming cheerfully melancholic when I sit and soak in to this adopted place of home. As in many cases, facing challenges is easier together, even just connecting passively. Feeling that we are all struggling at it. Struggling with our place in life, the inevitability of failure or finding connections.

So let Prague pierce through the thick skin you have built up, sit in a coffee house, Café, see how people are struggling, celebrating, suffering, winning. Just like you. You are welcome.

The Coffee Houses are the living rooms of this city.

Weekly review 3.

November 13, 2022 / A metaphysical entity

As I make my way through the clouds, I can’t help but think of the perception of time. How come the small animation of the plane is almost not moving at all on the big blue planet but I am moving through life at exactly 911 kilometres an hour?

How much is a day in comparison to a lifetime? How much is an hour in your week? The immeasurable pendulum of time keeps swinging. That is also the exact same reason why I am writing this review now. It is Sunday and I hope you enjoy another leftover takeout from Papa Shanghai.

The week that has passed went by as fast as the plane I am sitting in. But I am wondering, how much is time worth when you are living day to day? How much is an hour worth if you don’t know how you can put food on your table the next day? Is time encouraging then? Depressing? Is it master or slave? Are you able to control it?

One thing I have noticed is that, mostly, time gets more slowly when you constantly observe it. Maybe time is a shy mistress, one whose powers you cannot estimate. Always there, always watching. Surely, powerful but also a victim to our judgement. So why not become friends with time? You want to know how?

Maybe look away for a while. Don’t notice time and see what time will do for you. As any obscure mistress, she might treat you just right. But don’t take my word for it. I am just an observer of things myself.

Buffet Cutlery.

November 9, 2022 / A metaphysical entity / 0 Comments

You stand there, waiting. I gaze into your direction from a safe distance. You don’t know it but I have been observing you for quite some time now. You seem sad.

There is a profound sadness in your statue, do you miss something? You should be happy as people approach you, you are the provider of essential goods for many, myself included no less. Still, I see you, facing down, shoulders encroached.

“I must change something”, I say to myself as I contemplate on my plan in the safe corner of the room. What will make you happy? You seem to have enough admirers, thanking you for your service.

I start sweating profoundly as I make my way toward you. I am satisfied but the hunger for your happiness makes me move.

As I stand before you, I see the sadness looking through me, piercing the opposite wall. I smile and nod as you ask me if I wanted some more salad.

“This is it”, I think to myself as I anticipate your hand moving towards the buffet cutlery. Our hands touch for a second. Time stands still. Surprise and astonishment in your face appear and push out the sadness.

You don’t know that I am as nervous as you are. Confidently I nod and say: “I’ll get it myself, thank you.”

You seem restless but be assured, it’s for you. I grab the buffet cutlery and put some salad on my plate. I nod again and turn around, almost fainting but not flinching for a second.

You will be, still today, my knight in shining white Chef armour, armed with your buffet cutlery. Just sometimes, let your guard down, I got you.

Weekly review 2.

November 6, 2022 / A metaphysical entity / 0 Comments

As I sit in an abandoned airport in the middle of the night in Eastern Africa, I reminisce and try to think how this has ended here.

Sometimes a week is just a mere shimmer in the takeout box of life. It might be that last piece of Pakora that was hiding away in the corner of the box. Small, surprising, tasty nonetheless.

It’s been one of those hidden Pakora weeks, I think to myself while sipping on a can of Habesha Cold Gold (look it up to see where your Papa is). I encourage you to look deeper into your last week, take a journey, together with me. Let the memories live once again before they fade away into the abyss.

This week’s theme will be change. I sure hope that while you are reading this, you encounter change as well. For many it brings confusion, even fear. But face it confidently and I can tell you, there will be a reward. Whether it is location, attitude, or even just trying new beers. Face it, give into the thing that will happen anyway: CHANGE.

Some of you might have expected for the review to get into detail, what politics have moved and what I did. But does it really matter? Do you read these texts to be informed about the whereabouts of Papa Shanghai (which I already gave you)? This should push a button, and not even a significant one. So be aware, this is not a network. And frankly, I don’t care about what you did. In fact, I don’t even care if you read this. But when you do, know that I appreciate it. Because the next time we will meet, I will listen to what you did. A review of some sorts on your life.

So be aware: if you are sincere, I will be too. If you are interested, I will be as well. So this week, listen to the theme, change. Let’s do it together. Actually, stand up, go to a window. Now open it and shout: CHANGE!

See you next week, my friends.