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Forever!

Man sagt ja niemals nie, aber:

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😉 LG FOE

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Ballade

Open eyes seeing through
The hidden tracks posing to
Stop the flight keeping you
From the things you want to do

All your life comes to this
All your life comes to this

Redefine who you are
Given time to heal the scars
It’s enough to wash away
All the things that didn’t stay

All your life comes to this
All your life comes to this…

VG FOE

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Sonntag Nacht

Ruhig ist es nachts. Besonders zwischen 3 und 5. Und ganz besonders ruhig ist es sonntags nachts zwischen 3 und 5.

Diese besondere Zeit in der ich noch nicht mal sagen kann, ob es nicht eigentlich sogar Montag Nacht heißen müsste.

Das gefällt mit gut. Gerade in dieser Zeit. In der vorweihnachtlichen Zeit, die auf das Ende des Jahres vorbereitet.
Dieses Jahr sind sogar schon alle Pläne gemacht, alle Reisen gebucht und alle Betten bestellt! Der Weißbärtige Dicksäckige kann also kommen.

Und weil es so schön in meine Stimmung passt und ich die Kraft für die neue Woche gerade sammle, kommt jetzt – wie könnte es anders sein – ein Liedtipp:

Ein starkes Liebeslied – anders als die anderen. Gewidmet der Liebe zum Leben, der Liebe zum Wandel. Dem starken erfolgreichen Kampf gegen die Widerstände und die eigenen Geister im Kopf.

I’m asking you if you’re
a savage beast or else a saint
But you are the one and the other
and many more things too;
you’re infinitely many, the one despising
the one hurting, the one being, the one seeking
and all the others together.
Turn around
Be careless
Not all is fragile
Hear nothing from around you
Because you’re sacred, because you’re alive
Because the most important thing is not what you are
but what you chose to be

Do you hear it? Of course you hear it
the murmur; the deafening and permanent murmur,
it has taken over the city and the spirits,
it walks the streets screaming.
The deafening and permanent murmur
like a parasitic noise inside you that consumes you,
that whispers in the ear of everyone „you’re no good,
you good for nothing, you’ll never be good enough“,
that repeats to you „you’re like that, or you should be,
nothing would change if you changed. “
The deafening and permanent murmur
that hopes to put you down by shouting:
„Don’t try to rewrite history,
you’ll never make it it’s too late,
it’s a done deal, it’s imprinted in the memories.“
The deafening and continuous murmur
What makes you think there’s no redemption
no forgiveness, no deliverance, no remission
and you accept it, you let it in.

Woh woh woh, what are you doing? Stop!
What has gotten into you to do such stuff?
Why are you mistreating yourself like this?
What’s wrong?
Talk to me, you know you can tell me everything.
but neh but all you know is bullshit.
Look me in the eyes.
Look at me. Don’t give a shit. It’s not important.
Me, I find you beautiful,
since the first time I saw you.
Besides, I’m always getting over it.
Moreover what will I do without you?
Moreover what will the universe do without you?
This will never work. It’s impossible.
Come on you shouldn’t cry! Don’t cry because
it will pass I promise, it will pass.
Because we’re among those who recover
among those who resist,
among those who believe in miracles;
not among those saying their corpses move
because their feet are kicking
But one day we won’t think all these anymore.
we forget everything, as if it had never existed.

What do I have to do
for you to get your shit together
to wipe these shit from your eyes?
You got everything!
You got all the cards!
You got, you got everything! You’re too beautiful you bastard!
You son of a bitch! You’re killing me! You’re killing me a lot!
Along with all the others too,
that are killing me too strongly!
I don’t give a shit about the scars, me.
I’m here. I’m ready for everything.
I’m ready to go to hell, I’m carrying you on my back.
I’m taking the blows, look, I’m taking the blows
And you, you’re sitting, you planted your ass down!
You refuse to get out of your cell.
But don’t you see that I need you?
Don’t you see that if you do nothing you serve nothing?
How much longer will this continue?
Will you stand alongside the rails
like a cow staring at the train?
Until you can’t anymore or
or till they put you in a wooden box?
Stop your smirk! That smirk there is stinking failure!
Come on give me back that dad smile
but form another point of view you’re right,
it’s so much easier to smile,
rather than being happy.

You’re asking yourself if you’re
a savage beast or else a saint
But you are the one and the other
and many more things too;
you’re infinitely many, the one despising
the one hurting, the one being, the one seeking
and all the others together.
Turn around
Be careless
Not all is fragile
Hear nothing from around you
Because you’re sacred, because you’re alive
Because the most important thing is not what you are
but what you chose to be

Do you hear us yo Blizzard? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us, go fuck yourself.
Did you think you were going to have us huh?
Did you think we haven’t seen anything?
Surprise asshole!
Do you hear us yo Shame? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us watch out
when you’re returning home alone at night,
we may decide to remake
your jaw with metal-objects;
or wash your head with lead,
what do you think?
Do you hear us yo Sadness? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us it’s because you too
you’ll be packing your bags soon,
take a left one first, second one right,
then left again and go fuck your kin and kith
Congratulations! Cheers!
Do you hear us yo Death? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us know that you don’t frighten us,
you can take anything you want,
we go on all the same, you can’t stop us,
and we won’t leave anyone behind
we won’t leave anyone to be knocked out.
It’s all over!
We’ll become good people you’ll see!
And one day you will be proud of us.

Do you hear us yo Dignity? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us know
we’ve knelt on earth and we feel sorry
we feel sorry for everything we’ve done to you,
but it will change!
Do you hear us yo Love? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us you must come back
because we’re ready now, it’s done.
We screwed up, it’s true, but then we’ve understood
and there we are with open hands, our heart in them,
you must take it and guide it.
Do you hear us yo Universe? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us, wait for us, we’re coming,
we’d like to understand all, know all, see all, live all,
we’re looking for the door to the new world
to be able to blend in big time.
Do you hear us Yo who’s waiting? Do you hear us?
If you’re hearing us remember you’re not alone, never!
We’re too many to be a bit shaky a bit flaky.
and in our minds there’s a blizzard,
like the mystics, big-hearted losers;
we must sound the alarm, to find each other again,
to rejoin, to kiss each other
to be millions of hands on million shoulders.
to repeat one more time that weariness is a crime,
that life is a heist of the century, a chili pepper whore.
Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
It’s all over.

Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
When the only thing you feel capable for
is lying down curled up and think of nothing.
Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
If you feel sliding down there will be hands to catch you
Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
Delve to come through. Stop only when everything is cleared away.
Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
You’ll get there, you’ll breathe air
and you’ll realize that there’s something that’s changed.
Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
The night will be calm. No one’s left behind.
Go fuck your mother yo Blizzard.
There will be aches and sorrows but we’ll stand on our feet

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I quite

New FIP musique, I could connect to: Quite Like! – Her

I quite like your hair
I quite like your eyes
I quite like your breast
When you undress
I quite like your legs
Like your thighs, like your highs
Like your hands when you caress

I quite like your cheeks
Love your lips
Love your mouth when you’re talking
Whispering
I can’t keep this love of mine
I can’t keep this love of mine
I can’t keep this love of mine
I can’t keep this love of mine

I quite like your waist
I quite like your back
I quite like your nails
When they scratch
I quite like your chest
Like your swim,
Like your swim,
Like your breath when you pull zest

I quite like your skin
Love your chin
Love your tears when you’re crying
Staggering

I can’t keep this love of mine
When you’re just about it reminds
I can’t keep this love of mine
When you’re just about it reminds
I can’t keep this love of mine
When you’re just about it reminds
I can’t keep this love of mine
When you’re just about it reminds

I quite like your grace
Like when we interface
I quite like your quicks
When you ???
I quite like the smell
Of your body and the way you are
I quite like you best
When you care less
I quite like your tone
Love your song
Love you strong
When you play along
When I play along

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Movember 2015 #fb

Er ist zwar jetzt schon eine Weile vorbei, doch auch jetzt noch bleibt mir zu berichten, dass der Movember in diesem Jahr wieder ein voller Erfolg war.

Gespendet haben 6 MOBROS – haarigen Dank an: Churchy, Mogli, Martin, Jay, Michi und Beese! Es sind insgesamt 100 USD zusammen gekommen und ich habe mein Spendenziel zu 200% (zweihundert!!!) erreicht. Super geil! Jeder Spender bekommt eine Fläsch Bia (ist schon unterwegs, bzw. übergeben wir ich sie demnächst persönlich). Dieses Jahr neu habe ich eine Losaktion ausgerufen: Unter allen glücklichen Spendern (ist übrigens steuerlich absetzbar) habe ich eine ganze Kiste feinstes Stöffchen verlost. Die Glücksfee E. Xcel hat mir doch tatsächlich den Herrn Forstoberamstsratsministerpostenanwärterin und ausgewiesen BWL-Experten Beese als Gewinner ausgespuckt. Da ich nicht weiß, wie sicher es ist einen Kasten Bier mit der @Post zu verschicken, werde ich auch den persönlich übergeben fahren. Fotos dann hier.

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Abgesehen von dem großen Spaß den ich hatte, war ich auch wieder missionarisch tätig und habe unzähligen Mitfahrgelegenheiten, guten alten und neuen Freunden und Kollegen von der Aktion erzählt und sie damit bekannt gemacht! Vielleicht sogar soweit, dass ich sie nächstes Jahr im Kreise der Spender begrüßen können werde.

Ich freue mich auf nächstes Jahr und bleibe der Aktion treu – dann auch schon zum fünften Mal!

VG FOE