We might never escape. And it’s all his fault. I told him to fill up the car bacause it would be a long drive; the desert is hot and we know nothing about it. But did he listen to me ? No, he didn’t. And why didn’t he ? I really don’t know. But let me tell you how we got here.

I’ve been planning this trip for months, I absolutely love road trips. I asked my brother, Josh, if he wanted to join me,...

The desert winds threaten to spill every secret it has heard. The people who have died from the rattle snake bites. The ones who no longer see the thing that killed them. The ones who seeked the night to die of hypothermia.

But it also tells about the thieves who use the desert to shelter from foreboding rulers. The travelers who know the desert as if it is their home.

This is what the desert wind...

The sun is shimmering on the sand

It gleams rather harshly

Which makes sense

Sand makes glass

How can something so soft,

make something so hard?

Something so…

harsh?

I ask myself the same thing when I look in the mirror

How did you,

make me?...

The first time I fell in love with a girl, my sister gave me some advice:

"Tell her you love her without her asking.

When she doesn't believe you, tell her again.

If you believe in your own words,

you will never get sick of reassuring her."

So I told her.

Over and over and over and over

like sand dunes stretching endlessly across a desert.

I gave her my sweater in October so she does not have...

Dry and cold

Be bold

State what’s told

Sands of old...

The hot sun blazed down on us as we put our feet forward with each step. The brown dirt beneath our feet didn’t compare to the orange red rock of the landscape towering over us.

We were in the thick of it. Rock behind and before us. The path was curving ahead to something unknown.

I didn’t know this path we were on, much like I didn’t know my own life.

I spotted a hawk circling high above. Rober...

AAAAAAAA AAAAAAA IT BURNS AAAAAAAAA...

The deserts burning sun.

It’s sheen that shines about.

The heat unbearable.

The sun a-gleaming.

The sand crunchy under my feet.

It’s grains warm from said sun.

Scratching roughly between my toes.

Wishing it could be damp with water.

The sky a blue strip,

Of wonder and pride.

Never ending for as long as time,

Till the sun falls and the moon rises.

The moon a large white sphere.

Shining almost ye...

It wasn’t long ago

While exploring out the desert

Really hot and dry

There was sand everywhere

As we drove along

Decided we would take a walk

In a distance

Was an abandon building

There was sand everywhere

As we walked around

There was an opening

Tracks going in

And tracks leading out

What could of made these tracks

Once inside the building

There was sand everywhere

It appears as if...

Signing the final dotted line, you smiled. Your first day on the job, a job with a very vague job description. ‘Must not be squeamish’ was the only line on the application form. That’s how you found yourself in the scorching Namibian Desert. Miles from any form of civilisation, not even the animals dared to venture this far in preferring the safety of the more coastal reaches.

The silent figure w...