Out of curiosity

Oceans

So many thoughts drawn in the deep

It is on us, on us to keep

Track of moments

Like a song so sweet

The first surrender

Is the dearest morning

Is a night in fall

The best of all

Don’t keep pretending

You are one of many

Understanding

Comes in paces

Stays in traces

And remains eternally

Not one river

Flows in vain

But out of curiosity

Enjoy & Reflect

We can decide what we wanna be

There is no going back

Once you’ve taken the next step

You need to come to realize

Where you want to arrive

Life is that journey

Where time and place

Can be just an illusion

Where you can get lost in confusion

And suddenly it can all be over

So make your plans just in time

Once and for all

Nothing is given

And not all decisions are worth the fall

We are often too self-assured

Too secure we have it all under control

There is sand in our hands

The universe laughs about our plans

Build your castles once and for all

How we like to talk tall

Be sure you can never love too much

But be gone too long

You might start adventures

Though you should know where you belong

Our mind is strong

Until it lets us down all of a sudden

Woe is you, if you’re not ready for that

There’ll be so much to regret

First we’re young and quick

And finally old and sick

It is on us to use the time in between wisely

Humble or more precisely

In anticipation of our biggest challenges

But always smiling and relaxed

Knowing that life is just about that

Enjoying and reflect

Just one click

Faszination

That comes stumbling

Forward like one

Hesitation

And one song to keep

We redefine

What’s hidden deep

Within our oldest monuments

So tremendous

And so keen

On grasping all

That’s kept unseen

Phenomenal and horrific

The world stands still

With just one click

Radicalization

Radicalization derives from not being heard and exclusion on one side and frustration and deep-rooted convictions on the other side. Radicalization means protest and always has a long history. It is the transition from the role of the victim to the role of the perpetrator.

The balance

Everything in life is in balance. For everything you take, someone else looses. For everything you give, someone else benefits. Even if we don’t specifically take from someone, someone else will loose. That is the universal law of balance. The richer one person gets, the poorer others will get, for becoming really rich doesn’t mean only taking from one person but from many. Else it is not enough to become really rich. 

 

We can only get out of this circle, if we are aware of this and use the money we earned to give something back. To help out others who don’t have much. If we only intend to become richer and richer we become cruel and heartless and won’t feel real joy anymore. We will feel temporary joy when a business deal worked out or our revenues reached a new peak. But then the feeling of having taken more than ever given back will creep up on us. We can distract ourselves with enjoying the lifestyle we have and stop listening to that voice. We will most probably not see it and tell ourselves: „What a bullshit! I earned that money in an honest way. What is wrong with that? It is mine to keep.“ There is nothing wrong with that. The money was earned with hard work and smart and creative ideas. But still it was taken from others and if we are only keen on accumulating more and more, we haven’t understood the circle of life. 

 

People had trust in the products somebody sold. What if they didn’t have? If everybody had ignored them? That person might have had a good idea but still would have stayed poor like many others and would instead save their little money to buy products from somebody else who became rich with them and make that person even richer – little by little. Becoming successfull with a product means a huge amount of luck. And when you’re lucky you should be grateful for it and give something back continually. You will still have a good lifestyle and additionally you will feel the joy of having given something to others who need it and you will know you did the right thing. This way you will silence the feeling of having stolen something – the more you will respect the balance in life. And the more you give, the more you will get back in return. Life will reward you. 

 

There are so many possibilities to give something back - each and every day. And it is not just about money. You can also give back a smile, an advice, listen to somebody, sheer somebody up, and so much more.

 

 

 

 

Bittersweet

My life is mostly bittersweet

It comes and goes with every deed

Are we to blame

Or just in need

When the last is gone

We plant our seed

One Planet

Are we going to hell

Are we going to heaven

We have a blast

And count to seven

This is our life

This is salvation

We are one planet

But out of frustration

We nearly extinct

We risk it all

Is the pleasure

Worth the fall

Are we going to hell

Are we going to heaven

We have to be sane

And count to seven

Troubled days

Healing rain

We stand in line not to go insane

As the corridors open

Windows are broken

And now who’s to blame

 

I had a friend

He was gone when the first bombs fell

Are we going to hell

It‘s all the same

 

We’re here alone

No light shines through the windows

I call it redemption

But out of temptation

I try to restrain

 

There is a new morning

I hear some talking

Shots in the distance

Our last resistance

It’s all the same

Freedom within

Freedom within

Freedom without

Mutual sin

Can we live with the doubt

A morning of blessings

Some old rotting trees

We could have been wiser

We seem still so blind

A morning of blessings

We need to be kind

Freedom within

Freedom without

We need to reflect

And not live with the doubt

So many chances

 My whole dreams are just a mile away

And I know patience is my way to joy

I could stay and wait

Forever and ever more

Or just stand for what

I love the most

I could dream a million dreams

I could wake and sing or so it seems

 

My life was made of so many chances

So many chances

My self defense is

My self defenses

They hold me

From suceeding

 

I can break these walls

That hold me down

That hold my crown

 

My life was made of so many chances

So many chances

My self defense is

My self defenses

They hold me

From suceeding

 

 

Does anybody know why life is that cruel

Is there any rule

 

I will suceed

I make my way

All my stupid thoughts

Have gone astray

 

My life was made of so many chances

So many chances

My self defense is

My self defenses

They don’t hold me

From suceeding

 

I will make it

I will make it

My life was built of

So many chances

My self defenses

They protect me

Grace

Who has got the answer

To an unspoken word

Who can heal cancer

Without that much hurt

Who knows all the reasons

Of mortality

Who can stand your treasons

They are not for free

Who will fall apart

Who will break your heart

If I could just beg your pardon

There are some things we can't face

Oh and get this thing starting

You still have your grace

Who has got the courage

To fight a battle lost

I need your reinsurance

Who will pay the cost

Who has got the answer

To an unspoken word

Who can heal cancer

Without that much hurt

Tree of life

I woke up early in the morning

Like so often in these days

I thought it was a dream

That kept my mind at peace

But I am here at home

And everything’s alright

You are at my side

I never stopped believing

I’m so grateful in these days

Have we been not in Bearland

I would hide from your face

I would run and never tire

Cause there is too much at stake

Will you be my dear companion

I can see the answer in your eyes

I stay with you, I pay the price

Though I am glad to pay it everyday 

And again a million times

I do not tire looking at your face

I do not tire giving all of me for you

Until there is nothing left 

But the love we share

Because you make me feel home

Because you are my home

The best of me

The tree of life

Where I arrive

Here with me

There are so many oceans

So many seas

So much at stake

Here and there a lake

Now and there a break

What matters is 

You’re here with me

I don’t remember

Nor am I a fool

If I loved you tender

Should we go back to school

Is there any rule

There is no surrender

No hypocrisy

I love you tender

And you’re here with me

At the gate

Fiery nights

Along the bay

Something strange

And out of sight

Give me your time

One golden coin

I gladly would

Another side

Beauty within

So bitter cold

I hear no sound

Miles away

The dust settles

A lonely swan

Brick by brick

A miracle

Of all the rivers

Only one can tell

Too much noise

Can break the silence

Can end in violence

Stumble forward in hesitation

Be much more than inspiration

Echoes never heard

That make walls tremble

If only

The fires burning

Flames hiding

The smoke ascends

Up to where the light is

A puzzle of so many pieces

Where belief is

War

I'm cab driver since half a year. The stories you hear they change you and your worldview piece by piece. It's not about what you hear on the news but what you hear from people who have been at places for real and their simple part of a certain story. Usually you hear this story only for some minutes without any proof if it's wrong or right and who else was involved and what's their part of it. There's one story that came to my mind first when I started to write.

The guy I drove wanted to go to a bar. At one point he told me that he had been a soldier in the Afghan War back when the Soviets occupied the country and in some other warfare zones. He told me he saw cruelty people do to each other that's hard to imagine when you don't witness yourself. He told about children and women being slaughtered without any mercy and the helplessness faced with demons that won't make you any different from this. He was left with posttraumatic stress disorder - how we like to call it - or simply the fact that all these horrible pictures still wander around in his mind and torture him. I don't know if he had to kill people too or just witnessed other people being killed. And I honestly don't know if it's worse to kill somebody who would else kill others and be left on the same level or to see it happening wishing to intervene.

In the end people are sometimes left with choices where all options are terrible to take and put damage to others and oneself. And what's left is trying to live with it.