And I held on to one word. Amourbox: Lovesick box (3.10.2020) When I'm no longer there for you, then I don't want anything more. But why? This is just nature and fatality. identity, die sich auflöst wie ein Maschente ...
3004_Diary_ for writing
Unfortunately only for writing again: Every day I save another day and night for writing, solange, until my cognition and mental strength are recovered, that I can do it again ( Write) at my belief / conclusion. I k ...
Diary_3004_ about my beliefs and writing
If literature is also a kind of sporting performance, then i have winter 20/21 reached my climax. Since then I have actually not been able to develop any more, but regress and grow linguistically, cognitive, mentally and emotionally back. Dass ...
again a fly
Get away from me, I want to catch her. Show me, how plump I am, how lame. But at least I have a plan: get me a spray can, Poison class four, can explode. It will hang in this spray, lame. Fertig mit Herum ...
3004_Diary_ to “Belief” __and to fade the tracks
I had twenty years, this novel (Belief) to write. I think: yet: twenty years is enough, for whatever. A human, given twenty years, he can do something! I do not want to say, dass der Br ...
From Agadir to Dakkar ( a Google Earth trip)
:or MJS, der virtuelle Reiseführer Von Agadir nach Dakkar (Google Earth trip to Al Jazeera) MJS-Property, the virtual Globetrotter Hinter mir die Stadt, Skyscrapers like mountains, jagged white, von schwarzen Löche ...
Summer break. I have to go to the channel “clean”. I have to develop. If i can. Because cellularly I stand still.
The last chapter of mine "Belief" showed me again, how tricky it is, To write prose in pain and sentimentality. I'll take the chapter "the third novel" out of my "Belief" out. Ich mache einen Entwicklungsschr ...
Host Tree (an old song)
I fight! All clear: just for my little climax. But clouds are faster than me. Where are you now, my golden thread? Am I colliding with the present?, when I fight like that? Don't ask. Read it in its tremors: ...
BBC-News with Meerkulisse
I am the sea. Wild and untamed. My message is: Incomprehensible! A desperate father sinks his daughter inside me, or drive a boy tied to PET bottles on me; during yachts and jaunts romp on me --- ...