again. again. again. throw. observe. hope. forget. try again. again. again.
again. again. again. throw. observe. hope. forget. try again. again. again.
We have to grow alone, but feed each other. Don’t you think?
Zum Frühstück: Tränen mit Müsli
Quelle: Via www.ignant.de
Steve Reich - Kronos Quartet - Different Trains
The trainstation is a magical place - full of “Sehnsucht”, the athmospheres’ smell of departure and arrival, the lost and the found, travelling bees and waiting x-ships.
"Die Sonne schien, da sie keine andere Wahl hatte, auf nichts Neues. The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new."
- Samuel Beckett (Murphy)
Falling Man
Tell me how you seek your man
And tell me all your secret spells
Tell me how you learn
To tell by his voice that he fell
I know a ghost will walk through walls
Yet I am just a man still learning how to fall
Try to re-imagine me
And I’ll re-invent myself
Still I remember scenes
Of when you looked at someone else
I know a ghost can walk through the wall
Yet I am just a man still learning how to fall
When you start doubting me
Then I start to doubt myself
And never look through me
Cause I’ll keep close to myself
I know a ghost can walk through the wall
Yet I am just a man still learning how to fall
I am what I am
And what I am is who I am
I know what I know
And all I know is that I fell
If only I could walk through walls
Then maybe I would tell you who I was
Yet I am just a man still learning how to fall
- Blonde Redhead
"The wild does not have words - but language."
- Tomas Tranströmer - and me.
Animal Collective - Banshee Beat