Tja, da haben wir ein Biest. Das Paradebeispiel eines Heißen Eisens und immergrünes schwieriges Thema, welches bei Diskussionspartnern nicht selten tiefes Luftholen, gerunzelte Stirnen, hilfesuchende Augen, wringende Hände, eventuell leicht nervösen Schweiß im Nacken...
„But if this were all there were to him, analytic skill, I would be more than willing to shut up about him. What makes it important not to shut up about him was that he used this skill in such a bizarre and yet meaningful way. No one ever saw this, I don’t think he...
Eine neue Ordnung bricht heran, An der die alte Zeit gerann. Wer ficht das Spiel? Wer kennt das Ziel? Schau nur hinein, In Dein Gebein. Da draußen tobt der Schein, Der nicht viel weiß vom Sein. Er weiß nicht, was unsre Welt Im Innersten zusammenhält. Springt hierhin,...
Part of me cries in ancient despair, Part of me flies, up through the air. Part of me shatters like withered glass, Part of me chatters like unkempt grass. Part of me rushes ’round thickets of tree, Part of me hushes: just wait and see. Part of me creaks in every...
Couchsurfing in Amsterdam „Then, when all is done, a person of related mind, a brother or sister by nature, comes to us so softly and easily, so nearly and intimately, as if it were the blood in our proper veins, (…) But only that soul can be my friend which I...
(N)Euer Senf – mittelscharf, wenn’s geht