Night had fallen and I had prepared myself, as in every one of my awake, lively nights, and went to my jetty, but this time a surprise awaited me. At the end of the footbridge I recognized a huddled figure, no, less so, I only sensed it, a narrow back that belonged to a person …
I would like to meet you, yes, but not in the hustle and bustle of the day, where you switch back and forth with your thoughts, where you cannot stay because actionism has got you in the claws and you cannot get by, if only a few minutes physically, but not mentally. You think of …
Mrs. Hardworking held little Jimmy in her arms and first examined his paws to find out the reason for his whimpering, which she quickly found in the form of a thorn that had drilled into the bale and which she removed with a jerk. „You have to remove the cause of the pain, then you …
„May I use your bathroom?“, asked Mrs. Beautiful straightforwardly. Lisa showed her the way. When she returned with makeup removed a few minutes later, Mr. Hardworking mouths open diligently.„What a charming woman you are,“ he summarized his thoughts. He had simply said what went through his head spontaneously without subjecting his words to normal social …
She worked. Her hands were furrowed. The view from her room into the back yard was dreary. Today she had read about human rights in a newspaper. Right to Life – Real Life? Right to freedom of expression – right to be heard? Right to worship – being accepted? Everyone is entitled to his or …
You get used to it. Onto had become part of our little family because we had become familiar, met and accepted each other in our respective so-being. „Just as you are,“ I said to myself,“ to supplement immediately, „and will become. In the one in which you are constant and in the one in which …
The soiree lived up to its name. Various artists, even more, those who held, denied the program. On several occasions people recited and sang. It was completely impossible for me to concentrate on anything but her. It was as if the rest of the world was lost and there was only more her and me. …
Or we set about breaking down all the barbed wire, liberating the stillness of no-man’s-land, and transforming it into the liveliness of humanity, in which we can say, quite simply, I am. I am. No more and no less. All that cannot be more or less. It can only be everything. Or nothing. I do …
„Liberté, égalité, fraternité“, „freedom, equality, fraternity“ – yes, it is called fraternity, in the motto of the French Revolution. Establishment of civil and men’s rights, „Droits civils et humains“, it is deceiving, in French man is equated with human, and vice versa. It is forgotten. Some things are good to be forgotten, screened out in …
Now it is different. Europe united, it was called. There are no limits, it was said. Nobody bothered to remove the fences. The no-man’s-land stayed between barbed wire and barbed wire. They do not exist anymore. And if they do, then they have no function. It is said, but in the minds they stayed. We …
