P.S.#15

#147 / #108 / #205 / #207 / #032 / #188

26-02-2016 / 25-07-2015 / 21-07-2015 / 25-08-2017 / 05-11-2013 / 21-03-2017
NO GUARANTEE / THE MAN I WANTED TO BE / YOUNG MAN GO WEST / CHERISHING THE ILLUSION / PARADISE AWAITS YOU / COMPUTERS READ MY MIND

genetically each of us is less than 0.1% different from his fellow human beings and in case of a restart, eighty men and eighty women are needed to repopulate the earth / nature made us a true family / nurture: ignorance and hatred / by what law given by god or man can someone, ı, my brother, our sister, our nephew and niece, claim to deny us our indisputable right to be where we want to be and to be what we want to be? — rethinking life inside the garden of eden / there are no words / nature is ignorant / nay, not, no, yea, yes! / so what? / das maß aller dinge / sorry, in memory of christoph — the eagles singing: ‘you got your demons, you got your desires – well, ı got a few of my own’ / let’s have a talk about the importance of being loyal / there’s something shy about being loyal / my old man told me that it is important to be loyal / ı thought he was trying to tell me that it will save us, like when as a six-year-old terror-stricken lonesome boy, he tried to survive the death camp, believing that if he was loyal he would be rewarded/ ı know ı was wrong / ı know he was wrong / being loyal is the fear of being left behind and of being alone / ı inherited the concept of my old man, being loyal / the fear of being left behind / that’s why ı guess ı am still in love with my boring displaced place where once my cradle stood / old habits die hard — peaceful in a guilty scenery / it is a jungle he is supposed to have said / wolves eating lambs she is supposed to have said / ı suppose ı have said, whatever is the new sorry / a state of mind / after they have shot, stabbed, burnt a million and more young souls, we sing all together in false harmony and with tears in our eyes ‘this land is your land, this land is my land’ / there was a big high wall that tried to stop me; the sign was painted saying ‘private property’ but on the back it didn’t say anything / ‘this land was made for you and me’ / let’s rumble / boys are so naive / girls are so naive / how you can know the insights of fools; misguiding / identity is a construction made up by evil spirits / and then ı suppose ı have to say, dearest, life is pissing me off 24|7 — they are like us / driven by the fear of failure / from the east to the west / east or west, ‘the west is the best’ / there is something / but forgot what it is / it is a fucked-up situation — ‘do you love me, love me, like ı do’ / what was ı thinking? / on green fields and under a grey sky / heroes, opportunists and dilettantes driven by hate, sorrow, revenge, regret and love were stabbed, shot, crushed, gassed, burnt / war is ı being stabbed, shot, crushed, burnt / war is ‘an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth’ / war is, ‘you lot! what!’, a camouflaged hateful vicious old woman; my ex-mother-in-law / ‘if you go down to the woods today you’d better not go alone, it’s lovely down in the woods today but safer to stay at home, for every bear that ever there was will gather there for certain because today is the day the teddy bears have their picnic’

 

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