Jim van den Bos
Your weird mind is the reason why I want to meet strangers.
Like me, you have a need to analyse your strange output.
Artistically positive, creatively unorthodox and at times simply weird.
Continually confronting and therefore hard to acknowledge.
Your fresh mind is the reason I see more than sheep out there.
Like me, you cannot be boxed within other’s comfortable labels.
Automatically cross, anarchistically calm and at times silent.
Continually proofing and therefore hard to disturb.
Your strong mind is the reason why I hold my head up high in crowds.
Like me, you have a past that has forcefully proven the truths of life.
Annoyingly unfair, unjustly necessary and at times too soon.
Continually strengthening and therefore hard to ignore.
Your kind mind is the reason I am soft to any bad among them.
Like me, you encountered enough to see past individuals.
Awkwardly balancing, unneeded justifying and at times seemingly weak.
Continually loving thoroughly and therefore hard to touch truly.
Can I ask your weird, fresh, strong and kind mind to stop for a moment?
Like mine I know it never does. Not for a moment.
A is B and B is C and all the almost specified observations all around.
Continual unrest, and therefore I say; take a moment and breathe, Honey.
Breathe.