“Sometimes, the only way to make your dreams come true is to shatter them.”― Pepper Winters, Twisted Together For the last three hours I’ve been trying to finish the last hundred pages of the book Wild. Don’t get me wrong, I love the book and Cheryl’s writing style, but my mind keeps wandering off. No … Continue reading Schrödinger’s dishwasher
“Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward. They may be beaten, but they may start a winning game.” ― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe I’ve been spending so much time in my head these days, that real life is passing through like a foggy dream. Thoughts of what could have been, memories of what was and countless … Continue reading San Martino
“Tell them that you weren’t hungry, tell them you followed the pomegranates seeds because they tasted like blood, like love.” ― Pauline Albanese, The Closed Doors Sun. The longing for a warmth long forgotten. Too many months sprinkled with neutral tones. Greys and whites and freezing cold. Spring came but the longed for, came and … Continue reading Persephone
“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.” ― douglas adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul It doesn’t matter how happy the music you are listening to is; after waiting in an unmoving train, your spirit fades. Slowly. Calm … Continue reading Limbo
“She loved the sea only for its storms, and greenery only when it was scattered among ruins.” ― Gustave Flaubert Romance. I never understood the fascination around it. My aunt used to devour piles of books with Tarzan-type of men on the cover. The writing varies very much, the plot is always the same, but … Continue reading Flat reality
“There is nothing so patient, in this world or any other, as a virus searching for a host.” ― Mira Grant, Countdown It’s been hard to sit down and write. I purposedly decided not to write “to find time” because it’s not true. I’ve been avoiding writing lately. Since the beginning of the year, I’ve … Continue reading Madame Bovary
“There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I’m born to leave.” ― Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps Yesterday I took the bus to the other side of the city. Since I … Continue reading Egyptian Mummies
“The average TV commercial of sixty seconds has one hundred and twenty half-second clips in it, or one-third of a second. We bombard people with sensation. That substitutes for thinking.” ― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 Distractions everywhere. Our world has become a bundle of screens screaming at us. I used to complain about the big … Continue reading A tad of sugar is enough
Alles war schwarz. Kein Raum, keine Zeit. Und da standen sie. Gewaltig erhoben sich diese imposanten Figuren wie riesige Statuen in einer zeitlosen Wüste. Die leeren Augenhöhlen starrten mich an, während die weißen Marmorknochen gespannt in meiner Richtung warteten. Ihre Speere waren monumental. Mein Herz fing an zu rasen. Ich rannte. Wieder mal. Nur diesmal … Continue reading Der Schwan 3
Das alte Ziegelhaus war schwer erkennbar im Dickicht der Bäume. Baumwurzeln stützten die von Blättern bedeckte halb zerfallene Terrasse und die kupferrote Erde arbeitete sich langsam über das flache Dach in der Hoffnung, dieses Relikt alter Zeiten zu verschlingen. Die durchlöcherte Holzbrüstung versuchte noch vergeblich, den gewaltigen Kräften der Natur Stand zu halten. Aber die … Continue reading Der Schwan
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