I’m dreaming of things We’ll never do I’m dreaming of us Me and you And when I wake up I wonder what that was What that was in my head When I wake up My dreams aren’t dead
Warten
Warten Warten Auf was? Kannst du mir das sagen? Denn das Was wir doch alle planten muss jetzt warten Wie lange ist die Frage? Bis zu den erträumten Tagen Warten Warten Auf Antworten Die wir hoffen zu haben Doch lass uns nicht versagen An den Gedanken Des Wartens Lasst uns lieber Barfuß durch das Gras rennen Und im Herzen brennen Lasst uns nicht überschwemmen von Gedanken An denen schon so viele ertranken Sondern unsere Kräfte tanken! Lasst uns hoch in den Himmel blicken Und Gedanken an Betroffene schicken Lasst uns die Zeit des Wartens nutzen Um nicht nur Netflix zu suchten Sondern sie der Familie zu schenken Oder an die zu denken Die nun in Angst und Armut leben Oder in Ungewissheit schweben Lasst uns diesen Menschen beistehen Und mit ihnen den Weg gehen Denn auch wenn wir Warten Warten Und uns fragen Auf was? Denn das Was wir doch alle planten muss jetzt warten Können wir den Weg als Gemeinschaft wagen Aus dem warten und dem Fragen Entstehen wunderschöne Farben Denn wir lernen zusammenzuhalten Und unsere Flügel zu entfalten Neues zu entdecken Und nicht davor zu erschrecken Nun besteht das Warten aus Farben Farben Farben In allen Möglichen Arten
code
There‘s no good There‘s no bad There‘s no happy There‘s no sad There‘s no love And there‘s no pain There‘s no crazy There‘s no sane This is life And what we feel … most likely Isn‘t real welcome to the simulation
#loveunites
Being a human being is hard. It fucking is.
It’s feelings and emotions and pain and confusion and helplessness.
We all are different but I believe that deep in our heart we all long for love and peace.
Some people try hard and minimise their lifestyle to save the planet. Some try to spread as much love as they can. Some work their ass off, for other people, without profiting from it.
But some of us have been destroyed by society. We learned to look after ourselves first. We need money, we need things. We buy and buy. Most things we own have been made by a suffering human being. We eat food that kills and tortures animals. We are egoistic. Regarding so many aspects of life.
We need to learn to be loving again. To care for our planet. To look out for our friends, our classmates, the people we go to work with, the people we meet on the street and the people we don’t know.
And some people try. They try really hard.
But it’s depressing. It’s depressing to be trying hard. It’s depressing to not eat meat, when others laugh and buy chicken wings from kfc, and are proud of that. It’s depressing to be helpful and always end up being the stupid one doing all the work and not even being appreciated or respected by the others. It’s depressing to love when people don’t accept that you love who you love. It’s depressing to include everyone in you community, when others think that they have the right to insult people because of the way they look, because of their job, because of their sexuality, because of their gender, because of their status, because of their believes. It’s depressing to see people’s lives getting ruined by hateful people, by intolerant people, by people who haven’t learned what love means. What it means to live on this small planet, as a part of a human community, that should be in balance with the rest of the life on Earth.
And the worst thing: no matter how hard you try. No matter how MUCH you want this world to be a GOOD place. A place for everyone. A peaceful place. No matter how much you want that, no matter how hard YOU try, you won’t be the one who changes the world.
Because there are people who are hateful.
And that hurts, it hurts to fucking much.
But we shouldn’t give up! If we, who love, unite, the message can be spread. The message, that love is beautiful. Love unites. And love heals the wounds that hate creates.
So stop being afraid of love, stop being addicted to power and start to live.
blue fire
Thoughts flooding your head And asking questions you’ll never be able to answer Listening to mythical music And thinking of all the people fighting right now Suffering, feels, people Down like a weak flower That needs water again And somehow everything I think is not good enough Why, I ask, turning in circles A blue dress of silk, flying The sun, shining On my head It’s warm Where is the world? Is it okay? I shut myself out of it, in this glass house, on this lawn And when I open the door, comets come falling down the sky, Letting everything burn, High flames, devouring everything I’ve known My hand touches the burnt trees It’s goodbye
Thundering Water
Thundering water above our heads Thundering water In our minds Thundering water Flooding our souls
the smell of grass
Things happen And hearts break And ways split But in the end, You listen to a record And it almost seems like You can smell the grass again
Himmelstränen
Donner Und Grollen Über unseren Köpfen Und der Himmel bricht Und weint Wer hat sein Herz gebrochen?
Geburtstag
Herzlichen Glückwunsch Du hast dich ein weiteres Mal im Kreis gedreht Ein weiteres Jahr im Winde verweht Einmal um die Sonne rum Das hast du geschafft Und dafür bekommst du Kuchen Und Glückwünsche Und ich sitz hier Und selten war ein Tag so trist wie dieser
Grateful-19
Towers high as the sky Grey faces in the windows Staring outside And realising For the first time in their lives How beautiful the streets they walked are The rustling leaves over their head The flowers on the verge of the sidewalk And in that moment They feel a longing To feel the wind on their skin The sun on their face And feel a love For this little world They never saw properly And I wish That after all of this We are more grateful For what we take for granted Every day