philosophy – Page 4 – Scriptorium '77

there is a key to everything but it takes time

sometimes on the road
there is a street among highways
one path along
where only grass belongs

Turning the Key

Throwing the dice
And the decision is out of your hands
Moving is the key
To eternity

Dead But Dangerous

The written word is useless
Without the power of making waves
Creating storms
Influencing people in a way

Schreibend gegen den Strom

Ich werde einfach über das Schreiben schreiben. Da ist mir noch immer etwas eingefallen. Im Grunde könnte ich hier schließen. Die oberste Ebene ist abgearbeitet.

The Flatland Files Of Visibility

the world outside is full of wonder
and little episodes that come and go
all of a sudden
and they went by so fast

Partys, Lächeln und Feuerwerk

Viele Menschen nutzen das Lächeln als Maske. Doch es gibt eine andere Art Lächeln, das mir heute Nachmittag begegnet ist und das gar nicht hoch genug geschätzt werden kann. Eine Fotoreportage.

Tattoo

this is my skin
I don’t want to have pictures on my body
I want to become a piece of art
being a walking painting

have you been happy before and did you enjoy that?

it might be a strange question
some might call it stupid

because happy is something personal
not universal at all

increasingly indifferent

this is me / thinking about tomorrow / which is kinda lack of mind / that degree of imagining / that won’t happen anyway

Painting In the Sky

Framed in here it’s a memory for me. And you. Take it to your Sunday with a smile in your mind.