I am happy. The summer was short. I worked a lot. But I had a good time. Most of the time.
I was involved i some really nice projects with lovely people.

Working with these, for NO MONEY, just honor, makes me feel happy.
It made me feel hope. My dear Diary weiterlesen →
Träume nicht dein Leben, lebe deinen Traum.
Lebe nicht dein Leben, träume deinen Traum.
Lebe nicht die Träume, lebe dein Leben.
Lebe nicht deine Träume, lebe deine Leben.
Lebe nicht die Leben, Träume nur die Träume.

Träume nicht, nein Lebe.

Lebe nicht die Träume. Lebenstraum im Kofferraum weiterlesen →

Kaputt gespielt heiter, bis wolkenlos erschöpft.

Finstere Fenster, geschlossen, bespritzt.

Geknechteter Bulle, hirnamputierte Professsur.

Ameisengefühle. Bedeutungslose Hysterie. Pop Song weiterlesen →

… its time to grow. not old. but wise. human beings are stupid. we live in a world that easily could be a paradise. we just have to believe and try. of course that means to change a lot. driving cars, shopping every week, eating shit, working for nothing, watching shit, listening to shit. … i think, most of the people know that already. but its hard to change our behavior. why??

fear. Forever young? weiterlesen →
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