On how we shape a free community: A letter
So far, we are still humans controlled by humans, and thus suffer the whole spectrum of human faults and errors. A letter on how we shape a free community.
Category: reality
Harsh – Rough – Demanding. That’s our idea of reality, apart from transition, but what is it in truth?
Balloon: Freedom and fate in the GDR
The following was taken from a letter to a fellow writer, with whom I spoke extensively about the research for my new book Alterity that will touch on events of WWII and the impact of the GDR system on the society of East Germany.
Senses for the blind
This is a beautifully artistic piece on the senses for the blind.
The curious account of collapsing bridges
Sometimes I contemplate burning emotional bridges, collapsing bridges and use the remains to furniture my ego house, dramatic interior design très chic.
The faintest orange
One would be certain to never call this a summer night in England but dusk in paradise. A beautiful, poetic concept poem on the colour orange.
Feeling, deeply
A week later, I put up my words, two angels and three letters, on a piece of soft, pink string. Concept poems on feeling, deeply.
Under the line
A line begins with the creation of a point; then expands into two {ends/beginnings}. A conceptual poem on lines and shapes.
Letters relinquished
[extract taken from diary no. 34] I do not know why but I instantly knew… His last letter still hung on my wall, then he must have beenthe words on my skin, straight across myback carefully observing curves, and all …
To your Lover, my dearly beloved,
I miss you so. It has now been 18 months since we were together. Just you and me, entwined under the trees, in rain or shine. Since we shared kisses that nobody looked at. Since we truly talked freely. I …
A diary, gone missing
As a child I used to sometimes mindlessly wander into a shop, take something I liked off the shelf and walk out again, until an adult would stop me. Without concept of possession, how are you supposed to know what …