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 …
Nothing is so oppressive, horrifying, dissolving, devastating, as the silence of no-man’s-land between barbed wire and barbed wire. Like a web of spiders, bizarre, almost futuristic, but increasingly close-knit, they pervaded Europe, then, today. Land of life next to Land of Nothingness. No one’s. Utopos. Non-place. No matter where you were, you were always behind …
