Today once again another bilingual article. You are free to choose the language you trust. 😉 We start with English.
Heute einmal wieder ein zweisprachiger Artikel. Es steht euch frei, die Sprache eures Vertrauens zu wählen. 😉 Wir enden mit Deutsch.
Usually I don’t make New Year’s resolutions. The occasion seems arbitrary and have a lack of motivation for the typical resolutions. Yes, of course, like everyone, I want to be three kilos lighter, sportier, more successful in my career and spend more time with friends and family at once. But these wishes are so vague, that I cannot believe that they actually will be fulfilled. Though I have a lot of plans and ideas in my current phase of life, I want to write some of them down and watch next year at the same time how much of them I could put into practice. How many? Five are too little, twenty too much, so ten.
Here they are: Continue reading
Next to the river, where people in gumboots walk their dogs, staying too far away to say hello, is this one road of my childhood. I call it my Way of Life. When I was young I used to walk it almost every day. Thinking about who I was, who I am and who I will be. Sitting down in the clover, writing. Listening to this special silence, which makes me so calm and peaceful inside.
Sometimes when I’m far away, living how I choose to live, Continue reading
die Zwei sind vereint
für immer, wie sie meint
hat lange nicht geweint
und hell die Sonne scheint
wenn sie sich später neigt
bleibt er ruhig und schweigt
wärmt sich im Kerzenschein
nie wieder allein
schwimmen nackt im Teich
das Bett ist groß und weich
die Ansichten sind gleich Continue reading
I suggest myself as an open-minded person and this is what I want and always wanted to be. Quite convinced of my openness, my friendly curiosity, I check my prejudices twice, well knowing that they are prejudices. I have a love for everything new, especially for people being who they are and random “normal” situations. Sometimes I even end up loving what I dislike. Loving what I actually hate. Loving what I really hate. This is about my kind of writing, distance, art.
So, I am open-minded. But it didn’t prevent me at all from a cultural shock! Continue reading
Die Angst vor der Spinne.
Muss man sich leisten können.
Wenn Zahlen in Kästchen sausen. Auf und ab, hin und her.
Yesterday I talked to a friend on the phone. We were sitting there in our worlds, drinking, smoking and talking about dreaming at night. We dream every night, we dream a lot, we dream more than we ever used to. We wake up, shouting, sweating, crying.
We are rational people, we know the answers: We have depressions. Celebrate parties. Take drugs. Yearn.
No wonder. At all.
But it is these fading summer days making us dream.
Dream until things have changed.