3004_Sonne, my cells are little funnels

Sun, you may not shine on this place anymore. My cells are little funnels, leaning towards you and trembling with dejection and exhaustion. You're not there, slow, migrated more and more since October, ich vermisse jeden einzelne ...

Other_the uneasiness in the culture

'But it is claimed, that every human being behaves like a paranoiac at some point, by correcting a side of the world that he finds insufferable through wishful thinking and bringing this delusion into reality. (the discomfort of culture, 192 ...

#pwME_Vacuum-Diary_and_creative crisis

I've been wishing for an inexplicit language for a long time, a language, to deal with the gaping wound. How should one live with this disbelief of others and especially close relatives, really a lifetime? I can confirm, that ...

for Chanel_spring 23

I'm in an exhaustion- and crisis of meaning and can not be creative at the moment u.va. do not write. It may be, that I'm done with it. It may be, that something can happen to me, das mich wieder seelisch füllt, and possibly. is writing again ...

VII

' If a man knew, that he cannot survive his own history, would he then tell them differently??'