#12.1.2016

[pahennusta]

kuinka me voidaan edes rakenteita muuttaa ja kokee kun etuoikeusasemas oleva on vallalleen sokee rasismi, fasismi ja toisten syyttely asettaa ansan konfliktien ratkasuks ehdotus on lokerointi kansan leima otsaan ja maitojunal kotsaan, älä ees yritä, ei asioita muuteta tost vaan vaimenna äänes huutamalla se käheeks ehk sillon joku näit rakenteita omin silmin näkee must ei oo preachaan siks kirjotan tän säkeen, polarisointi käynnistää vaa kollektiivisen syöksyn alamäkeen missä mä meen, ihmismassan keskellä, vaikutanko oikees paikas oikealla hetkellä ristiretkellä, ihmisyyden puolest, turvaan humanismii naiivist nii kauan kunnes kuolen

[a--simple--soul]

I wanted to tell you, That pretty lies aren't for everyone And sometimes The sun rises on purpose, Even if we don't know yet. Sometimes our love can be seen, By people around us And sometimes I'm so fucked up That not even the poetry can make me feel better. I have a dream:that someday, I will find the sparkle that would tell me That life is not a waste of time And sadness is not a bad thing Is a very powerful thing, But we can't understand this now. And in the end all that matters, Is our mind and our spirit. All our feelings need to be expressed Or they are buried inside us And they come out as powerful storms and fires, That eventually destroy our peace And sometimes even our lives Even our minds Even our dreams. And when our dreams die We die too, Because where is no hope There is no light. And when is no light Flowers don't grow And air doesn't exist. Our lungs become just useless things, And our minds seem to be Just a dark spot, When hope is absent From our hearts.

[percygermany]

aufräumen in Connewitz

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[gracefulkangaroos]

Bergen

It’s 09.54.

I love the city when it wakes. The potential- the energy; being a wanderer amongst dozens of people who know where they’re going. The city doesn’t seem as big anymore as it used to- perhaps we’ve outgrown it. But I have memories on every street corner, and a fair knowledge of where to buy good coffee; in this city I’ve met approximately 2000 strangers who, at some point, became something more; I’ve laughed and puked and cried, and though this place makes me sick sometimes, I’m grateful to have it.

Today has potential. I know it- the city knows it. It’ll be long, but it carries the promise of growth. But first, coffee.

[percygermany]

12.o1.2o16

morsche!

DAY OFF – der Letzte vor den großen Ferien.

Worken, Sporteln, relaxen, Feiern – unspektakuläres Leben in Kurzform, so zu sagen!

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