“If we only see things through the cold-eyed lens of factuality and don’t listen to the yearning and screaming of unexpressed feelings, life may remain bleak in a mire of clinical hollowness, sodden in apathy and indifference. (Morning after)”
— Erik Pevernagie“When illness and old age are no longer indulgent and strength is irrevocably seeping away, brightness fades insidiously away from the light of the day and time only betrays reckless evanescence. (“Into a new life”)”
— Erik Pevernagie“If we are not apt to steer our life and engineer our individuality, we become preys of the pecking order or panting cardboard characters turning into walking dead. (Terra incognita )”
— Erik Pevernagie“The vagaries of love with all its unpredictable and capricious meanders may be a hurdle in keeping life on an even keel. Rational thinking and irrational feeling don’t always get along very well. ( Love as dizzy as a cathedral”)”
— Erik Pevernagie“When living is too sweet and swanky, it may be very hard to appreciate the simplest things in life. (“Is that all there is?”)”
— Erik Pevernagie“Emotional illiterates, who don’t recognize the sound of a broken heart, will never be able to hear the subtle vibrations of love reverberating through the rustling flora of life. (Love as dizzy as a cathedral”)”
— Erik Pevernagie“Emotion often outwits intelligence, while intuition renders life surprisingly fluent and enjoyable. (Le ciel c'est l'autre)”
— Erik Pevernagie“If consumption is a main goal in life, labor has become a painful gate to buying things, which are often unnecessary or totally useless. Sorry, insufficient funds, goodbye!.”
— Erik Pevernagie“When the door starts to creak it may be time to take it off the hinges. If things get rusted, life has to be called into question and matters re-evaluated. ( “In the doorway” )”
— Erik Pevernagie“When we are smitten, we await love to be “remontant” and to be blooming over and over again”, like remontant roses, with blossoms scenting through all the seasons of life. Passion and patience are to be good allies, though.”
— Erik Pevernagie“Life is an intricate play with actors waiting for an explanation. Each added act confers a new interpretation of the story. ( Waiting for the pieces to fall into place )”
— Erik Pevernagie“For some, life may be a playground to undermine the brainwaves of others or simply a vainglorious game with an armory of theatrics, illustrating only bleak self-deception, haughty narcissism and dim deficiency in empathy. (Another empty room)”
— Erik Pevernagie“If thinking and reason crack under pressure of emotional convulsions or when commissioned facts are resulting from fibs and fake constructions, truth may be in great peril. ( ”Blame storming”)”
— Erik Pevernagie“If we remain humble and grounded in nature's wisdom, our mind will guide us safely through the confines of unawareness and the blindness of ignorance. (Why step out of nature ?)”
— Erik Pevernagie“Even when everything that should have been, has not been, we can still seek to give some elbow room willingly for romance to heal the cracks of life. (Feeling like a fallen star)”
— Erik Pevernagie