The morning looks like every morning. That getting up was not easy for me, it has always been that way, I got used to it and take it, like the drizzle that knocks on the windowpane. Almost tender, but it’s the time when I’m too busy with myself to notice anything. Quite banal stuff. Put …
From the first day we die. Not metaphorically, not allegorically, but really. Every day that passes, we have a day less. Every day a little death. Of course, in the beginning, there is still a construction, the illusion of becoming. How long? A few years? One and a half decades? And yet only illusion, because …
You remember, back then, when we first met, when we fell in love with each other, when we were at this stage when we were ready to turn the world for each other, we talked about forever, because we believed in it deeply, because it could never change again. Nothing but illusion!
An open letter from a self-confessed carnivore to the hypocritical vegans Dear Ladies and Gentlemen from Vegania! Again and again you try to make me feel guilty because I eat meat. I eat only very little, at most once a day. And then only the neighbor farmer, who caresses it lovingly to death. I know …
It was a few years ago that I was finally able to remove the glasses that I had been put on and strapped on at some point, the glasses that blinded the misery and suffering and fooled me into a perfect world and innocence, as well as trust in the people who explained me the …
Measured and quietly I approach you to kneel beside you, as you kneel, to meet you at the same eye level. I place my hand gently and respectfully on your shoulder and you twitch together under the unexpected touch. The pain and tears had limited your senses, so you did not notice my coming to …
A flower on the edge of the path. A small inconspicuous flower someone had picked because he liked it. Then he had taken her for a while. It had become too much for him, probably because she lost her strength and beauty. He had finally separated her from her roots. She stopped pleasing him. What’s …
