Category Archives: Outside

life in an hedge

lost my innocence today. was told that there are people who make money online by posting pictures with an hedgehog. of an hedgehog. worldwide. on a pool. in Iceland. in a desert. maybe not in a desert. might be too … Continue reading

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Not in my name

I really want to laugh, really f* loud. If there’s a God, then He or She or They must be a fine Master of irony. On Pentecost Monday, I really had a strange episode with an elderly religious woman on … Continue reading

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Ich sitze im Zug zurück nach Mannheim. Es ist Pfingstmontag. Auf dem Sitz neben mir liegt mein Wanderrucksack, geschmückt mit einigen Waldblumen, die ich am Vormittag gepflückt habe. Ich lese, ein spannender Krimi aus dem hohen Norden. Normalerweise vermeide ich … Continue reading

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it makes us speechless. our heads explode from all the cities’/places’ names. they would split into pieces, if the other cities/places entered as well. it makes us speechless. immobile, to lift our arms, that seem to be unharmed, to stop … Continue reading

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Through Centuries

Through centuries, there have been people who want to see us on our knees, who want us to pray, to stay obedient, silent. Their form of power over us has taken different forms. Some took us to the pyre, some … Continue reading

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I always hated this idea of “us” vs. “them”, “we” and “they”, but then on New Year’s Eve, I find myself sitting in the tram, and I simply want to have any second skin around me. As if suddenly the … Continue reading

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Am Ende waren es Schwäne, die mich dazu gebracht haben, alles zu erzählen. Es ein Samstagabend gewesen und wir beide in der Alten Feuerwache, ein Konzert. Wir kannten uns noch nicht so gut, und du wolltest es wahrscheinlich auch nicht, … Continue reading

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imagine they come to get you. or your mother. your niece. your friend. they close down the media that you used to listen to/read since you were young. the media that you know to trust. your tongue is going to … Continue reading

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Sunday Thought

the day I woke up to test my liberties to scream to the world and to realize that nobody would hear me because I’ve tested too much.

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Fun – Episode Two

Fun – street art-tour in Mannheim

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