Blog by Bjørn Venø

Epiphany

I walk through the white void with a thin carpet of mist that swirls with every step I take. Out of the corner of my eye I see elegantly decadent female ghosts...

Kill Barney

I’m trapped in a vortex within the mind of my childhood. Is it the fear of not being able to find my sole mate that confines me to it? The only way to end this...

Flying thoughts

I’m flying through space in a tiny space ship; I close my ayes and feel free. Nothing is true or a lie I define al in this space. From the round window...