{"id":5431,"date":"2018-10-28T16:03:29","date_gmt":"2018-10-28T16:03:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/?p=5431"},"modified":"2018-10-28T16:03:29","modified_gmt":"2018-10-28T16:03:29","slug":"im-nebel-der-singenden-diebe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/?p=5431","title":{"rendered":"Im Nebel der singenden Diebe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-5413\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5373-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5373-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5373-768x576.jpg 768w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5373-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Mir brummt der Sch\u00e4del, ich flattere und fliege.<\/p>\n<p>Verloren im Nebel, der singenden Diebe.<\/p>\n<p>Berauschende Gelassenheit, t\u00e4uschend echtes Theater.<\/p>\n<p>Fremd verbrauchte Freiheit verschwindender Liebhaber.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-5412\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5372-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5372-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5372-768x576.jpg 768w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5372-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Das Gl\u00fcck des Momentes, nie wieder zu erleben.<\/p>\n<p>Angstvolle Vorhersehung, unendliches Streben.<\/p>\n<p>Mut, Wut, Verzweiflung. Zerquetscht sein im Hier.<\/p>\n<p>Ein Gef\u00fchl der Verweigerung und billiges Bier.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-5411\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5371-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5371-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5371-768x576.jpg 768w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5371-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Was suchen die Wilden der \u00c4rmsten unter Tage?<\/p>\n<p>Warum finden und bilden wir allein diese Frage?<\/p>\n<p>Hab ich recht oder du? Bist du schlecht oder gut?<\/p>\n<p>Los, heben wir ab! Nach uns die Sintflut!<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-5410\" src=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5370-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5370-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5370-768x576.jpg 768w, http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/IMG_5370-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mir brummt der Sch\u00e4del, ich flattere und fliege. Verloren im Nebel, der singenden Diebe. Berauschende Gelassenheit, t\u00e4uschend echtes Theater. Fremd verbrauchte Freiheit verschwindender Liebhaber. Das Gl\u00fcck des Momentes, nie wieder zu erleben. Angstvolle Vorhersehung, unendliches Streben. Mut, Wut, Verzweiflung. Zerquetscht sein im Hier. Ein Gef\u00fchl der Verweigerung und billiges Bier. Was suchen die Wilden der &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/?p=5431\" class=\"more-link\"><span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Im Nebel der singenden Diebe<\/span> weiterlesen <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[629,593],"tags":[494,538,493,539,783],"class_list":["post-5431","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-gedicht","category-philosophie","tag-gedicht","tag-gedichte","tag-poem","tag-poems","tag-wortkunst"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5431","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5431"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5431\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5432,"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5431\/revisions\/5432"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5431"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5431"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.tanjathalmann.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5431"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}