Thursday, 27 November 2025
Friday, 21 November 2025
I Can Touch You
Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
I can touch you,
just by touching the air you breathe.
I am the air you breathe.
When will you see me for what you are?
We are one, we are everything,
we are nothing.
We are one.
-Nanne Nyander "The Way Back Home"
Friday, 14 November 2025
I’m Rambling
Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
I’m rambling, can I still love myself?
I make mistakes, can I still love myself?
I am not perfect, can I still love myself?
I’m human, can I still love myself?
Friday, 7 November 2025
Listen to my Silence
Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
Can you look inside me,
can you see who I am,
or do you only see this shell of interpretations,
which you create in your head?
Look at me,
see me for what I am.
I’m not what you see,
I’m not what I have done,
I’m not this construction of flesh and bones,
that one day will decay and vanish.
I’m not this mind,
I’m not your interpretation of what I say, do, or write.
The best way to know me is to never have known me,
meet me with closed eyes and listen to my silence,
then you might know me.
Meet me beyond the veil of illusion.
Meet me where you and I are one.
Here you can truly know me,
as I know you.
Beyond the illusion of this made-up reality.
-Nanne Nyander "The Struggle of Going Nowhere"
Sunday, 2 November 2025
I am Here
Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
I’m always here,
but the mind tells me I’m going places,
I’m going on a long journey to find me.
Without the mind telling me stories,
I’m here,
without any doubt.
With the mind babbling along,
I’m here,
but I struggle to believe it.
The mind tells me all sorts of things,
makes me believe I’m going to find me,
find me somewhere else,
another time,
another place.
I’m never here,
it’s never now,
the mind convincingly tells me.
I wonder why I still believe it?
What makes me keep the mind so close,
listen to every word it says,
as if it was the truth?
I can clearly see
it does not know what it’s talking about.
It’s just talking,
nonstop,
telling me anything to keep me occupied,
to keep me from exposing this imposter,
I’ve been calling me.
It keeps telling me lies,
but the I does not like lies,
and the mind does not enjoy the truth.
We are obviously not a good match.
It’s time to break up,
time to expose this imposter.
Time to wake up.
I’m here,
I am truth,
I am.
-Nanne Nyander "The Silence of Awareness"
Friday, 24 October 2025
Profoundly Clear
Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
Profoundly clear, is the silence you speak.
The silence is the way of the infinite to speak to me.
Can’t you see it?
Can’t you hear it?
Words, words, words,
misunderstood words,
different meanings, same words.
Silence speaks louder and clearer
than you can ever communicate.
Silence is not a lack of words,
silence is before words,
behind them,
behind everything,
without silence,
nothing is.
-Nanne Nyander "The Struggle of Going Nowhere"
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Monday, 20 October 2025
World of Illusion.
Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
in the tumultuous world of illusion.
-Nanne Nyander "Out of the Labyrinth"
Saturday, 4 October 2025
Nothing is Enough
Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
Show me how to move around in this world
without feeling hurt,
without feeling overwhelmed.
Everything is too much,
and nothing is enough.
I’m a warrior fighting for survival.
I’m gasping for air,
trying not to suffocate
from all the thoughts and emotions.
I’m being pushed and pulled by the mind.
I turn around and walk away.
I can not stay.
I do not belong.
How can one feel too much
and yet feel nothing?
-Nanne Nyander "Out of the Labyrinth"












