Alone With Everybody

A friend of mine, who does not read my blog but knows about it, asked me what I am writing about. He asked me is there anything to write when there is nothing happening in my life. And he is right, I don't know what to write here anymore.

What I like to write about are the awakening, yoga, some different point of views, life observations but no one wants to read that. My daily 200 to 300 visitors wants to read about my personal life. 

So I changed the approach, I'm mixing awakening posts with my personal life, one post every day. 😉

My dear reader, the awakening is the most important thing in life. How do you see yourself and the world? That is the most important question in life, everything else flows from that.

The entrance of my condo

I like Charles Bukowski and I read his poems, Bluebird, Like a Shining Diamond etc... but my favorite poem of him is Alone With Everybody. because it describes how I feel about life.

A poem Alone With Everybody by Charles Bukowski


the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too

and nobody finds the
but keep
crawling in and out
of beds

flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than

there's no chance
at all

we are all trapped
by a singular

nobody ever finds
the one

the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill

nothing else

That's it!