Author Archives: Emil Hjort

About Emil Hjort

Writer, poet and mysticist.

The Unit

Send out signalsdisconnect unitflair for a few controversies Aim at correct judgmentflawed reasonsthey will consume you Desire only the bestsoul in anguishbody disturbed A pocket of timegross maladjustmentsskin burned by Sun What else do you need –than a few hoursfifteen … Continue reading

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A breeze

Across the Mediterraneanand summer solsticeand the colors morphing and dancing We kiss under the cherry treeThinking about substanceand the denial there of She kisses the tip of my fingerlingering softlyshe witnesses my shifting personalities The sight of the Moongrey silhuettesand … Continue reading

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Grave minds

A bunch of revelationspenetratedaborted Read secret scrollswas taken by a delugedrowned in rivers The failing and disorderlinessthe failure of the demiurgepenetrating minds Scorched mindsmade them heel and towset an anchor Was world buildingthen it collapsedgrave hours The weigth of the … Continue reading

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Clones

I see some naked cloneswish you were heresaw you appear in my dreams Awake I run around with these cloneswe are set on our courseneither can we be dissuaded I am nakedlike one of the clonesstripped to a few essentials … Continue reading

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Transformations

Ultimately we must take leave of our connection with our body and the matter that the body and the world is created of. All of that is only a reflection of the mind and consciousness. We must then become aware … Continue reading

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Silent sonnets

Oxygen fermentsboils the bloodcreates nurturing species Tiny drops of bloodfollows me as I walkmonthly payments cashed The city is silentjust some pieces from the obituaryhaving a fit The astronauts are deadconsumed by star lightthe beauty of empty space Glorious wildernessstones … Continue reading

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The nether fields

I saw in these nether fields something unique. It came to me unregarded, showing itself as true sublimity, which is not otherwise found in this world. I call it the Divine, but it is much more than mere words. It … Continue reading

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The heron and its nest

Gasping for airfor underneath the bellymore to consume So hot and nuanceda people of higher aspirationslooks beyond materialism Gasping and droolingcheek is red and bloodstainedmy heart’s a mess Girly ties to ancestorsthe bonds and promisesdirectly underneath the belly Hunger and … Continue reading

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Proletarian

Watch me produce something unqiuecoming from way downoh so down below, the pit Give me strength and blessingsmuch courage is neededand no vanity I echoed the callingour voices met and entangledcould not clearly discern the difference I produced tunes so … Continue reading

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Friction

The mind seems untamable for those who try to still it or control it, and that is true. The mind and it’s processes is beyond the will of the individual. But one day the adept might discover that the mind … Continue reading

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