Essays & Art
Another day, another night. I am bored of this. I am bored of my joyful albeit brief interactions with my oh so lovely neighbours, of my shallow and oh so entertaining work colleagues, of my oh so fabulous self. Be gone! Change! Do different!
Continue reading “The Mind Sweeper”
Problems
that are not seen
cannot be addressed.
Conversation, Action, Change.
Jodi Kantor and Megan Twohey. Investigative Journalists. Authors of SHE SAID.
We often accept deeply unfair systems as normal – simply because we don’t know any different.
– Katja Berlin –
It was a rainy and cold November day.
Not much going on in my own life, I was happily convinced to start a conversation with the bloke sitting across from me in the aisle seat of coach E.
Continue reading “When I met Darren on the train to Manchester”
I really don’t know any more how it happened. We were sitting in the car and suddenly there was this bright light and some unbearable noise.
I had rubbed some dirt off a chopped tomato tin from our grocery shopping at Aldi and all of a sudden this impeccably dressed guy in a 1930s cocktail tuxedo outfit was sitting next to me in the car.
Continue reading “A Genie in a (chopped) Tomato Tin”
I rest my head on his broad chest, I hear his rhythmic breathing and he whispers: “Oh, you are exhausted, aren’t you? You poor one.” I nod and he sings me a lullaby. He has an excellent voice. A mix of Aretha Franklin and Ryan Gosling. So soothing and affirmative. Having said this, Stanley can change his voice to whatever he wants. It really depends on my mood. He is so amazingly versatile.
Continue reading “My Cobot Stanley”
Did you see what Brad Pitt did with his perfect home-slash-villa in the Southern part of France at Saint-Jean-Cap-Ferrat? Yes, exactly that spot where the pink coloured serene and arty Villa “Ephrussi de Rothschild” and its lush gardens are located. Extraordinarily beautiful!
What an amazing home, isn’t it?
Continue reading “What makes you feel at home?”
I was raised in a Catholic environment. A small village in Southern Germany with a church forming its centre and a chapel with a mysterious crypt as eternal deathbed for our gentry. Those feudal countryside masters left our village in the 19th century and if I remember correctly, their heritage line died out shortly after. Almighty God’s will or random coincidence?
Continue reading “Beyond The Seven Deadly Sins”Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt.
Happiness is never grand.
– Mustapha Mond, World Controller, in Brave New World by Aldous Huxley –
During a heart-to-heart talk with a co-worker, she said: “You are passive-aggressive.” Source of the heated truth-telling dialogue was an e-mail answer I had sent.
Continue reading “What you permit is what you promote.”