From now on, this blog will be fed a little less regularly. I find it hard to resist that habit to blog everyday after having blogged 1287 times in almost three years (December 2012), but I want to spread my energy differently. :) See you soon here again. Von jetzt an wird dieser Blog etwas unregelmäßiger […]
Useful things are thrilling the users. Unuseful things are unsmart, though. The flood of products out there is endlessly supersizing the plastic planet in the middle of the ocean, creating a new world, giving birth to plastic babies?
light candle not candle light.
My day was painted reality. My night was dyed unlight. The sun is already leaving when I decide to sit on those concrete stairs in front of some building that is about to be broken down. I get repulsed by the cold that reminds me that I have to find an apartment for tomorrow, or […]
Spilling my days as if they were sand running through fingers, allowing myself to grow old and wise, learning that nothing is not impossible, but needs to be practiced every day, knowing that the summer will come, if not today, then next year but at least in the coming decade.
Berlin pool, crowded. Diving board waves and toys in my face. People sticking to the edges like mussels to the rocks.Slalom swimming, water splashing, spitting, feet hitting, A long black hair first winds itself around my right wrist, then another one around my left one, just to get stuck in the wristband key. The weirdest part of it all is […]
The sun, a zebra through the blinds Me, a stack of unfulfilled tasks and outside the peaceful morning is maturing into day me, my eyes, my mind and my heart: the stack. and outside the day is pushing the people to get their stacks done. And task and time and zebra and stack melt into […]
in one moment it feels as if I have a triangle inside of me, on the height of my stomach. It blocks my center with a void.Above that shape my body is full and under it, there is a ball.
I like white sharks but I wouldn’t want to be next to them. I like zombie movies but I wouldn’t want to be in one. I like the rain but I wouldn’t want to be a drop.
I thought it was unfair that the rain had to do all the work. So I joined in crying.