[Listen] Footsteps in footsteps On white tiles / on black tiles A mixture of grey tiles, lining floors and lining door ways into the essence of heart and soul.
Germany Germany performing in Kassel. Psychic minds on the wall, where’s my head at? Kaleidoscopic in my mind segregated, disenchanted.
where did all the children go?
What is up with the desensitisation of youth these days? Are the lives of young people so bad, that they are willing and looking to destroy the normality of sobriety at every opportunity? And while the normality in any situation can seem, well, normal and monotonous, and I, like all people, understand the desire to escape and seek release, what have people of only 18, 19, 20 years of age to...
The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently. - Friedrich Nietzsche [Listen] Yesterday I went to Naumburg with my host mum Heike. Besides the wondrous exhibition we saw about romanesque architecture in the 13th century, we also saw (unfortunately only from the outside) Friedrich Nietzsche’s house. My...
And in from above The tears that do swell amongst my heart of hearts Are mirrored by the grey mists Sitting, limp and rigid, Above the cold and bleak lake Staring back at me – A wondrous mixture of both Bleak reflections and Static implicitly. A little extract from something I’ve been working on. Been surrounded today by the beautiful (yet cold and dismal) surroundings and environments...
Reflection / refraction / a deep ebbing attraction, the lady of the lake is holding the key. The mirror she once held is broken - a deep undercurrent of fragmentation. The murky waters pull and churn, the occasional ray of light is reflected off pieces of broken glass. I’m looking down and I can’t see a thing. Yesterday I went to Leipzig. There’s this absolutely stunning...