Mittwoch
Sonntag
Energetic Struggle
a scene
a scream
black screen
dark windows
black mirrors
speed n space
my escapes
coming close
getting lost
by your tough
run baby run
between the years
there is no escape
until you face
your very past
Donnerstag
The inner child
Hallo my dear
jump into the world
and have a
heavy laugh
Your limit is
the sky above
your heart
a cosmonaut
Sonntag
Samstag
The Beauty Of Loss
once in a while
there is an urge
to strip off
my cocoon
no longer
can I stay within
as much
as I would love
when left apart
the heavy rope
I feel so homeless
fragile
raw
the moon
the stars
the sun above
aligning in my soul
Donnerstag
Dienstag
Behind the Looking-Glass
crawling tip toe
through flashes of light
shimmering sliver
in both of my eyes
broken pieces
of billions of selfs
reflected in every cell
of my head
So many colours
of unfulfilled dreams
spared desires
greedy fears
how can we ever
step out of that path?
to realize what was found
behind the
Looking-Glass
Mittwoch
Montag
In the room where you sleep
I saw something
sitting on your bed.
I saw something
touching your head.
In the room
where you sleep.
In the room
where you sleep.
Where you... sleep.
There's something in the shadows
in the corner of your room.
A dark heart is beating
and waiting for you.
There is no open window, but the floors still creep.
In the room where you sleep.
In the room where you sleep...
Where you... sleep.
Dead Man's Bones
Samstag
Everything Fraktals
Background noises
Thermal vibes
Purple lickings
Wordy lips
Lips and tongue, if you sung
One more line, I'd incline.
Yes, lovely, I'd opine.
I'd opine... Like floating away?
The mind led astray?
Flashes become stars
Everything fractals
The mind is always running astray
It's lost in the luminosity array
All the fractals unite
Until day slips into night
DISCLAIMER:
This post is a cooperation with Christine Schörkhuber (foto/video-installation) and a lovely anonymous soul from the internet (part of the lyrics) Thank you for jamming together, thnx for your words and creativity!
If you ever read this and wanna have your merits credited, please don't hesitate to contact me.
Meanwhile, fractal your love!
DISCLAIMER:
This post is a cooperation with Christine Schörkhuber (foto/video-installation) and a lovely anonymous soul from the internet (part of the lyrics) Thank you for jamming together, thnx for your words and creativity!
If you ever read this and wanna have your merits credited, please don't hesitate to contact me.
Meanwhile, fractal your love!
Donnerstag
Dienstag
Sonntag
The Wild Within
I remember you sitting in the corner
of your orange room
your body fold like a swiss knife
you tried to hide behind a broken mask
of bullet proof glass
have you ever believed your words were stronger
than the beat of your heart?
Freitag
To bear or not to bear?
For in that winter-sleep what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this hungry fur
Must give us pause: there’s self respect
That makes completion of so long life
For who would bear the twists and turns of time
William Shakesbear
Mittwoch
Sonntag
Bear Forest
another time
another space
another soul
no other race
I bear the life
bear up my truth
bear you a hand
won't bear away
Freitag
2825
Lay down
your heavy body
and rest your
tired heart
surrender into blackness
merge slowly
with the dark
Mittwoch
Never forget your animal soul
I lost you
in the corner
of a lover's
house
my wild
my child
wild
wild eyed child
between
the hanks
of his bear
beard
in every drop
of sweat
we bear
the heat
Freitag
Moments full of colour so intense...
you know,
it’s quite strange
there are moments
when all the senses I’ve got
just doesn’t seem enough
where I feel like
I can’t stand it
to not feel this
right now
right here
more intensively
where I feel a bit ashamed
of being, just being
moments full of colour
so intense
that I feel like
I’m a little kid again
that is staring out of a window
and somehow
seemed to see more colours
than anybody else
moments when that
certain melody falls
and everything else
seems to be forgotten
everything else
seems to have
stopped
Donnerstag
Dienstag
Sonntag
Freitag
WorldWideWaves
Wicked Wild Cats
Weird Wild-Eyed Sisters
Wise Websters
Word Witches
Walking Wild Wise
Wolfish Ways
Webbing Word Waves
Waving Wonders
Mittwoch
Licked Games
I licked your blood
It was so sweet
Your furry leg
My loving lips
We're now united
You and me
Quantum entanglement
Of the free
We're phantasies of atoms
Slaves of bacteria
Gravity shaped structure
Children of Utopia
Montag
Samstag
Not born on fourth of June
my angel my angel
if you’d have grown up
I’d have wanted you
to drink from the plenty cup
my never born angel, my never born angel
my angel, my angel as time roles by
I’d have wanted you to fly
with wings held high
I’d have wanted you to live
out of your hearts core
even if it takes us to burn our egos for
my never born angel, my never born angel
Now lie away, lie away sleeping
Lie away safe in my arms
Your father & mother protected you
And locked you safe from all harms
my never born angel I feel so glad
You'll never have troubles I ever had
When out of men's hearts all hate has gone
you will come back and forever live on
my never born angel, my never born angel …
Mittwoch
Cry-Over Rays
CryOver Rays
sometimes I cry
over the towns
I used to call my homes
sometimes I cry
over the marks
you left between my pelvic bones
sometimes I cry
over the ghosts
that roam within our outraged souls
sometimes you cry
over the pain
you wouldn’t dare to name
sometimes you cry
over the void
that loomed when turned away
sometimes we cry
over the life
that never lived - was thrown away
but every night
there is a ray
of warm, red-golden light
when I lay down
you’re by my side
no doubt - it feels so right!
you hold me warm
you touch my heart
I fall straight into peace
when I wake up
the vision fades
but I still feel released
Samstag
WAR is LOVER
WAR is LOVER
scared souls in a world
of grief and distrust
holding each other
much-much too tight
we gave - we took
we learned - we grew
we tried so hard
I know for sure
I wish I could
turn back in time -
delate all my mistakes
War over Love
Love over war
tell me - who really cares?
Donnerstag
Karl-Gustav Klimbt
Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
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Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession, Sezession,
Sezession,
Dienstag
Sonntag
नव रुचि - náva rúci - new light
scary darkness blown away,
equinox in new socks
home is where my art beats
while smooth, fragrant gras,
enchants my heroine path
I walked the way, jumped into abyss
to heal the rift - to win your kiss
pushed away the dark, stronger than Can’t Klark
cause all da witches know, when we grow with the moon,
to fulfill what began, we need to face the inner
SaTaN-AmA
all things have an end - the good and the bad
happy to let go, what’s no longer in the flow
hair grows without us - the changes will come
my heart is connected, my soul easy and calm
Mittwoch
Senchi 戦士 Warrior
imagine you meet her in the sun
she looks much like a flower
but when the moon appears to glow
she gets into her inner flow
unleash the hidden power
Montag
Pillow War
Falling
Falling
Falling
Like
glitter
In
an empty hall
Like
feathers
After
a pillow war
Like
star dust
Into
endless void
Good
bye my friend
It's
H
Art
To
P
Art
And
leave you
In
the dark
The
shadow vanishes
Back
to light
You're
left
I
will be right
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