Friday, March 30, 2007

happiness # 17

the sound of things played backwards

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

happiness # 16

Led Zeppelin's The Rain Song, when being tired, lingering around the day, walking around like a gently whispering, yet oh so satisfied daybreaker

happiness # 15

long deserved peace on unexpected moments, for these are the times when all of the universe sips through unconsciousness to lay itself bare to you, and you become a warm blanket expanded over all grass fields, soft winds lightly buzzing and brushing. and smile.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

on an island

John Donne said that "No man is an island". he said that with noble thoughts in mind. but he was wrong.

we are all islands, separated, isolated, alone. at times, it seems so that we can build bridges, that we can control some tectonic powers. we can voice our feelings, our deepest inner urges. we can use poetry, prose, plain language or even body language to communicate whatever is inside of us. but never all that is inside of us. our deepest selves are afloat on their own, never to touch anything but the ocean tides. every little piece of communication, be it of artistic value or not (or is everything art because it is a part of life?), is only pieced together on our own islands. we take the pieces of the puzzle always with us, to sit under our own palm trees, never under those of an island outside ourselves. and if we look at someone else's floating bit of land, then we do so through binoculars, our bare feet firmly resting on the crispy sand of our Self.

i do not doubt that we are all in the same vast expanse of water. i am not saying that our islandic natures should contradict with ethical values such as compassion or love, or that we can never live together in harmony.

what i am saying, is that Thomas Wolfe-like credo all over again; that solitude is the most central and inevitable fact of human existence. even those people closest to us will never really grasp us fully. and we will never experience the deepest sense of those around us - only the illusion of such a sense. we are all afloat, never to touch but superficially.

this is to be dreaded, or to be embraced. or both.

Monday, March 26, 2007

a tomb for anatole: furniture

how the world is alive with the echoes of death

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Thursday, March 22, 2007

ruins of the river

Two oars sucking out
this dark water from below
Two oars sucking away
the harmonious rumble and chirp
of the death of night

We live in this vacuum, right now
a collapsed multiverse of thoughts
and while we cross the water
we look out at shadows, and sing
solemn hymns to cast away the shores

We don't know where we are going,
not in the boat, not in our heads
but away, away, and away

from this dazzling world of venomous stars

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

early flight in my head

"your sleepy smiles like a feathery blanket on my morning skin"

that's all, i just came up with this sentence and wanted to post it.

Monday, March 19, 2007

nice words # 4


(a word that seems to represent in sound and appearance the very thing it stands for)

Sunday, March 18, 2007

a conventient truce

saw Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth. i knew much of it already, and i disliked the parts of the film that were more or less Gore-propaganda, but still... made me think again.

perhaps we're not all God's little creatures, perhaps we are. does not depend on whether there's a god or not, but on what the belief of certain people is. but toss and turn any way you like, be there millions of gods or none, we're all in this mess together.

i remember some of the final images of Close Encounters of the Third Kind and dream of a world in unison.

why are we still busy doing the very things that destroy us (either actively or passively, i.e. by doing nothing at all)? even if our opinions differ so much, then can we not, just for a relatively short period, stop discussing and focus on the tiny blue speck we are living on, and which is dying?

how can you not love planet earth? in this huge universe (or multiverse, believe what you will), there is not one place which is home to everyone we know and see but earth. sure, my house is not yours, but everything is relative. everyone else in my house can call this house "my house" as well. everyone in my street can call this street "my street". we're all on this planet. it's our planet.

i once wrote that it's all so deceptively simple, and i think this is once again the case.

i don't know who i address now (anyone and no one in particular), but please, ignore my often melodramatic or cheesy phrases in this post, and let's just begin right here, right now. you and me. the others will follow.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

hello darkness my old friend...

from Simon Mawer's Mendel's Dwarf (1997):

"Words have an awful finality about them. You can't unsay them, can you? Better choose your words with care, if you decide to use them at all. Better to say nothing at all most of the time."

Tuesday, March 13, 2007


please --
destroy my
Roman Empire
before it
destroys me.

keep me away
from listlessly standing on
those broken beaches
lull me
from here

please --
understand me
oppose me
sing me to sleep
sing me
sing me

-- please

Saturday, March 10, 2007

and now for something completely semprini

how do you call someone who masturbates so hard he starts crying?

a tearjerker!

(oh my, i've done it again. my appy polly logies)

Friday, March 09, 2007

christian poltergaysts shouting misguided battlecries

okay, i was just reading a New York Times article about concerns regarding a group of Christian youths called BattleCry, who are suspected of representing strong anti-gay policies. i wont go into the details, but one thing struck me, and that was that one of its founders, a man called Ron Luce, said that he had seen surveys from which can be inferred that in general, gay people are much more unhappy. therefore it is probably a sin and out of pure love (shame i cant do my "oh the irony"-voice in these written words) they want to show gay people that there are other ways possible, that they are mislead, that they can be conducted towards happiness. for homosexuality is harming people just like lying or cheating does (Luce's words - no kidding).


1) it is unsure what surveys Mr Luce is pointing to, it is even unsure whether these surveys actually exist, but...

2) if they exist, and they prove that, in general, gay people are less happy, then this is just because of groups like Luce's! i mean, OF COURSE you are unhappy if your sexuality is still regarded as a biblical sin and if there are groups out there who wish to change parts of the essence of your being. my word, the stupidity in those claims, the stupidity in human beings.

sorry, just had to ventilate all of this. a sadness post about this could be "people running in circles and walking over other people's feet while doing so".

ps: the article can be found on

Thursday, March 08, 2007

happiness # 14

the summery smell of parks at night

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

spice up your life

oh my, i think i have fallen in love with Princess Irulan (Virginia Madsen) from the opening scenes of David Lynch's Dune...

what to do, what to do?

Sunday, March 04, 2007

and now for something completely silly

which large mammal is not to the point?


(yup, in my free time i actually invent stupid jokes which make no sense)

Thursday, March 01, 2007