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Frankfurt am Main. A kindergarten run by children. Far away from any true and adult voice.Black Friday 2019… The last of the next few years. Only nobody knew that yet… And just as I was about to give up on everything here, hundreds of people peacefully stormed the shopping centre shouting „anti-capitalista“, with balloons and…

So much I would like to numb myself with activity right now. Get up in the morning and pick up the phone. Call people, sort things out, get things moving! Doing, doing, doing and see how my own doing spreads in the world. And recognize the meaning of my life in it and rest in…

The Drifter. The homeless. Me: Looking for a new destination every day. And not knowing why to choose it. A destination without meaning. A future completely in the fog. „What will happen?! How will it continue?! Where will it take me? How… will it… – – end…?“ But is it not only on the drift,…

Meaning. What makes me lose it? When there is no longer a donor. No selfless one. Also not the nature. The one stripped of its position as nourisher. The question of the future: Who will nourish me? Do I exist? Is there nothing left to keep me in love? Am I alone and without a…

Yang schau is right that everything is based on itself. But what is it, what makes it so? the answer he remains guilty. Thus one comes again to the last root. The last meaning, on which everything finds itself nevertheless together.

I have a knowledge that everyone has. But it cannot be said. Since it cannot be said, it is not perceived by the mind consciousnesses. Although it is there and at the full disposal. And once it flashes, the mind does everything in its power to cover it with fear and doubt.

My consciousness has gone through so many changes in recent years. When I think back, I only remember fragments. Fragments of feelings – of perceptions – and situations, all conditioned by the state of my consciousness at that time. Like the archaeologist who deduces only from fragments of two old bones the appearance and the…

This driving around is not meeting people, it is not seeing new things, it is not connecting with the outside and learning from it. It is also not running away from oneself. It is recognizing oneself. To look at oneself in change. It is learning about yourself through yourself. And only from oneself through oneself.…

It’s so amazing. If you notice it, mind you. I develop by myself. I change without my doing. It just happens and suddenly I notice it. The change. The new in me, whose cause I cannot recognize, I look also still so far and strained back. Does our change always just happen? Are there no…

I shrink from every path I encounter. Every one-sidedness is unbearable to me. I cannot approach it. Not in thinking and also not in acting. If „something“ – a way, perhaps – seems to open up, then I feel how I will lose the eternal and infinite in following this one „something“. It’s the loss…