“She never liked to be called pretty – for she was a wildflower. Roaming alone through deep woods not caring if she would lose one of her petals.”― Laura Chouette Amazing how people can go through life without savouring the little things, which are in fact the sprinkles which make life more fun. My boss … Continue reading Ice Cream Man
“Vanilla is fine but Kink is so much better…” ― Annie Edmonds, Second Chances Sammy’s Story #1 The bell rang. I was attempting to hear something on the speaker as he knocked gently on the door. Nice I thought. Now I look stupid because my landlady thought to install the same bell for the apartment … Continue reading Little white bag
“Everything you can imagine is real.” ― Pablo Picasso The beauty of the lovely pointy shapes of a late renaissance building was enhanced by the song currently whispering in my ears. It never occurred to me before how much movement and sound influence our perception of the world. Taking the train is a singular experience … Continue reading Boredom
“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.” ― Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven I look in the mirror and I do not see … Continue reading The looking glass
“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
“A man’s face is his autobiography. A woman’s face is her work of fiction.” ― Oscar Wilde I was sitting in the one room apartment in my underwear while sucking on a very long Twix stick. It was not because of the heat; it was actually quite chilly. My muscles were aching from sitting all … Continue reading The happy princess and other tales
“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
Chaos. Die Ritter der ersten Reihe wurden seitlich geschleudert, die hinteren holten ihre Schwerter aus den Scheiden und gaben ihr Bestes. Ein Kommandant kam zu mir und gab mir ein Pferd. Er sagte: – Renn, die anderen sind schon unterwegs. Hier ist keine Hoffnung mehr. Dann ging er. Ich wollte kämpfen. Aber manchmal muss man … Continue reading Der Schwan 4
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
Aromatic deception 
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