Each day creates my Universe On my battlefield of thoughts. It be a blessing or a curse: All effect is born from cause. Day shall follow after Night Until I am Eternal Light. Past will vanish into Space Before I am infernal Grace. What chance shows to my fate: All...
So let‘s talk about feelings. They arise spontaneosusly, without any effort as it seems, and we are so used to them. To like or to reject someone or something, to be the victim or the attacker, to fall in love or to hate. We all know them, they come very easily to us,...
(N)Euer Senf – mittelscharf, wenn’s geht