GITS: All my Life

“All my life. I am 27 years old nearly 28 I was chasing. Maybe I am still chasing something that is called the eternal happiness in life. I wanna feel good warm and comfortable. Thank you for thinking of me at a time I needed you to help me, The Doctor.” “So thank you, thank … Continue reading “GITS: All my Life”

GITS: Where to go from here?

Where to go from here? There are a few ways this can be addressed. We would have expected that with the speed that we’ve seen in a year, a year ago we would have seen a smooth rolling impact, as we see with the best of these things. Instead we’re seeing a drop off, a … Continue reading “GITS: Where to go from here?”

Ghost in The Shell Version: Sitting, Crying, Laughing and the other shit I never talk about

Part 1: Human Dark. Everything the same. I in the middle and in between. I don’t care. I never did or did I. It is peaceful in its own right. I just feel peaceful. With my own mind in my head and the lust just around the corner. Part 2: Machine I didn’t know where … Continue reading “Ghost in The Shell Version: Sitting, Crying, Laughing and the other shit I never talk about”

Dieses Morgen fühlt sich an wie Gestern

Nein, ich fühle das nicht. Ich muss das aber fühlen. Ich muss funktionieren. Das sagt mir jetzt jeder. Weil sonst gibts kein Geld. Und das ist wichtig oder? Immer diese Wertigkeit in Papierform. Oder nichtmal das. Nichtmal Papierform. Einfach nur worken um etwas zu sein, was ich niemals sein wollte. Wobei ich ja niemals irgendwas … Continue reading “Dieses Morgen fühlt sich an wie Gestern”

Musik und du

Ich rufe dich an Ich hab keine Angst mehr Ich kenne dich ja schon Aber ich hatte Angst Weil Vielleicht magst du nicht mehr mit mir reden Das hab ich mir eingeredet Wir haben wieder gelacht als wäre das halbe Jahr nichts gewesen Als wäre ich bei dir Bin ich nicht Aber es ist als … Continue reading “Musik und du”

Sitting, Crying, Laughing and the other shit I never talk about

Dark. Everything the same. I in the middle and inbetween. I dont care. I never did or did I. It is peaceful in its own right. I just feel peaceful. With my own mind in my head and the lust just around the corner. The wind strikes my face. My long beard feels soft as … Continue reading “Sitting, Crying, Laughing and the other shit I never talk about”

Who are you chasing, my friend?

All my life. I am 27 years old nearly 28 I was chasing. Maybe I am still chasing something that is called the eternal happiness in life. I wanna feel good warm and comfortable. Throughout I chose things that made me feel less happy for just a small portion of it. Just this glimpse of … Continue reading “Who are you chasing, my friend?”

restless

Bones heavy filled with dust Those long hikes every gear it rusts Rattling warrior wind brushes hairs still Long the journey was books to fill Through mountains of own despair A rebel against all odds that tear Monstrous anxiety knocking the door Blood drenched gras fell to the floor Your heads were heavy though I … Continue reading “restless”