Ich habe einen Heiligen gesehn, der ist vielleicht auf einem Brunnen gestanden. Um die Wahrheit zu sagen, ich habe vielleicht gar nichts gesehn, aber ich habe etwas gefühlt, das man so ausdrücken müßte. Das Wasser ist geflossen, und was der heilige tat, kam auch über den Rand geflossen, als wäre er ein nach allen Richtungen sacht überströmendes ( Read more... )

So I'm woken at 6:40 in the morning after having worked until 1am by the battery indicator on my smoke alarm. BIP! In fact, it takes a good half hour for the 1/2-second-long BIPs that come at anything from one- to five-minute intervals to become unbearable enough to get me out of bed and before I realise they are coming from INSIDE my apartment, ( Read more... )

I don't often do this, but this time, I thought I had to share a captivating essay I stumbled on about Google's Streetview project - complete with a collection of selected images.


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Es gibt Metaphern, die sind wirklicher als die Leute, die über die Straße gehen.
- F. Pessoa

I have the internet again.

I have a strange lump in my palm just at the last knuckle of my middle finger on my left hand. I can't quite tell whether it's growing. Maybe it's cancer, I think. If I had cancer, I think, I could do everything I wanted and never again have to worry about what others thought of me. Nobody dares to judge the dying man for living his last days as he ( Read more... )

"I gave to him, I then received from him - but the two were not connected. I gave without expecting to receive and I received without feeling myself indebted." The two can never be smultaneous: giving is an incomplete act, there must always be a receiver to complete it and make it whole, so that none can ever give and receive at the same time. More ( Read more... )

Prehistoric PoetsYou use words like crude tools ( Read more... )

I'm in Australia, driving with someone through the bush. We're driving on the right - though this doesn't seem strange to me, and is a significant fact only in hindsight, not in the dream-sequence. We drive over a hill and I catch sight of smoke behind us. The fire doesn't seem like a threat, it burns in only a small area. A voice in the back of my ( Read more... )

Wenn ein Mensch die ganze Lehre und alle Gebote erfüllt hat, aber die Wonne und das Brennen hat er nicht gehabt, wenn der stirbt und hinübergeht, öffnet man ihm das Paradies, aber weil er in der Welt die Wonne nicht gefühlt hat, fühlt er auch die Wonne des Paradieses nicht ( Read more... )

Wie soll ich die Einheit von Ich und Welt erleben, wenn ich nicht einmal an die Einheit des Ichs glaube?