I sometimes dream of a really big painting that is finished except for the lower left corner. And now figure I am jogging down the street (it‘s totally fine to do your monthly four-mile run along the widest pedestrian-friendly side-walk you can find, don‘t let pedantic freaks tell you over what you should be tripping twice a minute, to kick pills three days later to not ease the pain in your joint but rather the headache you got from listening to stupid-ass advice from street

does life have meaning is it my eyes that open in the morning or my lids that close them shut at night being allowed to live in itself a privilege the blind, the deaf, the mute do they experience more or less? should we see, hear, talk? would you like to see cruel things listen to awful noises and talk on top of it all? If I had never seen it, would I have experienced it? I heard you say It made me feel I see you play It makes me feel Kind of angry Very agitated Definitely up

Uns Jungen wird so oft unterstellt, dass wir faul sind und uns nicht für unseren Staat scheren. Da denk ich mir oft: Politikerende verdienen zehn, zwanzig, oder mehr, Tausende an Euros im Monat, da muss es doch ein Bemühen geben, zu messen, welche Auswirkung die Leistung unserer zurückgeblieben Führenden in Wirklichkeit hat. Wenn ich in einer Führungsrolle bin in der Industrie, ist mein Austausch mit meinen Mitarbeitenden oft relativ zu dem Einkommen, das ich rechtfertigen mu

I am repeating now, I want to be concise. Moving my fingers, The pressing stops but my thinking won‘t end. How do I go about it? Silenced from neck up. Tears, eyes shut. Laughter, lips splayed out. How do I go about it? Is it enough Will I ever know You killed him I brought him back to life You tore his flesh His skin did not decide To rip it off or stick it on again I can‘t walk but will beat you up instead An abomination Where you cease to exist An abomination Where you cea

hold that thought, one sec think about it a bit more, 2 sex three three three spree spree spree im so alive, i wish that you knew vomit out loud my father goes on my nerves he thinks we are in an adventure everytime we meet i think are you growing old or do you just have alzheimers? i play old songs he says he likes this and that and i think just shut the fuck off dude i didnt ask