(31.3.21, No, I don't show the vulgar ones, but the ugly is vulgar to the eye, then you have an inner quarrel, should one show the vulgar or not. You could look at it differently? A young body is never vulgar, aber ein a ...
3004__Diary_ to the retreat
Then when I'm dead, in this brief moment the greatest possible and most defenseless intimacy, I don't want to have a single eye on myself and never be seen by any look. Another, further condition ...
Prose_Grandfather's Myths, revised
Grossvaters Mythen Fritz hat heute seine Zähne nicht drin. We only notice it when we press the bus station. No teeth in there, but as always with the ornate walking stick. Fritz takes huge steps. Er hat nicht nur ...
Retro 17, Song without dancing
Blood vessels- ich denke mir euch als aus einem Weinen oder Lachen geschnittene Girlanden, die sich öffnen und runterfallen ins zapfengelockte Meer. Now it is too late. bone- I think of you as long noses from puppets, an vier Fäd ...
Diary_22_3
The only, what I realized after so many years, is, that my brain is disabled. Of course there is physical illness, but this is relatively clear (Myalgic E. according to the international consensus criteria). The ...
3004_Diary_online_shopping
So you can definitely be an addiction (or bad behavior) have and understand exactly, how this addiction comes about and works. And it can still be, dass man aus eigenem Antrieb nichts dagegen unternehmen ka ...
6AM_hypothetical Insomnia_Interview on “Belief”
MJS: Good morning Marion. You finally have your novel "Belief" published by Loser-Verlag. How do you feel? Marion: I am terribly happy about it. I almost killed myself from boredom! MJS: Kommen wir zu deine ...
SpokenMe: Excerpt from the belief, It is absurd course
(15.3.2021, Excerpt from the belief, the rotting manuscript of a novel, Chapter Curriculum Absurdum, the FrecheGören years and Flottmann Rambo, by the way: the shortness of breath provides information about my permanent mitochondrial disaster, freudlo ...
He got a love letter from you
The first of two this century. Written from this mad stream, trusting oneself with love. From you, stupid, ugly and fat. But he didn't care about ink blots. He was not entirely at ease with this format. Dahe ...