And now my body can feel, how time stands still. Or the other way around: there is only time left, noticeable, a heavy boggy mass, Clay, maybe, that reaches up to my neck, while I take one step in front of the other, w ...
diary, 19.5.
for this and that reason I think again a little bit about the depression. Does it exist or does it not exist? I am inconclusive, but I tend to say, that depression doesn't exist, but a psychohygienic invention ...
Diary_10.4.2020
When we don't live our lives, what life do we live then? This is not my life, just a strange hose, who tosses with me in no direction. I mean: the, that I helped shape, the, that I wanted to give back to myself, w ...
Visualize our toes
Visualize our toes (Physically posthumous) God and I were seriously ill. Betroffen waren unsere Mitten, We both would have needed the drip. But the world didn't care about us. God has had bad cards in the world for a long time, um me ...
Moment speak
Scroll through albums. Where flowers bind oblivion. Passing through. Less than two minutes. See, what still connects us. From ShardsPictures, become alien, Ostrich image. I! Mirror mosaic! Lay down on me. (1.2.20) ...
Homesick Island
Heimwehinsel Ich bin die Heimwehinsel. Year in and year out alone, surrounded by silence, stray people sometimes visit me. They roam me with expressionless faces, they vaguely see me through a screened film. And ...
Diary_13.1.2020
Death has been coming to me since 30 Years ago as a life-preventing unsolvable problem. From that moment on, when I recognized him, about with 11 Years, war ich a: prevented from doing so, to become an efficient member of this society, b: something else ...
Verkartoffelversackung, Diary, 13.12.19
When I found out, that there is nothing for me out there to achieve, artistic, my immunological fragile protective walls collapsed .... since then the biochemical chaos floods me! It was a train of thought, who I 2014 finally closed ...
leaf
Blatt Blatt: Christian Ich wünschte ich wäre ein Blatt.Aber ich bin leider nur ein Bett.Wäre ich ein Blatt, Then I could fly, if I wasn't a bed, then I could swim. After all, there is a sea for every swimmer,das trägt ihn mit sich ...
dream
Slept and dreamed, couldn't wake up. In reality I was sick for a long time weak. Solange, that I even knew it in a dream. Da fiel Sonne durchs Fenster und wandelte durch mein Laken, approached me from all sides, ...