Thoughts: Ich bin naiv und das ist gut so

“Bei dem Wort Liebe fangen meine Augen an zu glühen.” Ich bin naiv. Sogar sehr. Früher ist das nicht so aufgefallen, da konnte ich das noch auf mein Alter schieben. Da war es noch gerechtfertigt. Kindlicher Leichtsinn halt. „Ja gut, sie ist ja noch 17, sie lernt das schon noch“, haben sie damals gesagt. Mittlerweile…

Thoughts: The Big Drop

There I was. Hoping and hopping. Eager to get something I don’t want. Apply. Put on your mask and smile. Study your cliché list, memorize it, some jokes maybe? No, too much. Who has time to laugh? Put your head down and let them absorb you. Feel the anxiety mixed with a monochord vomiting of…

Fiction: Der Zauberer – Teil I

Juli Morgen. Noch hat die Sonne nicht angefangen auf den Bürgersteig zu brennen, die erste Brise ist aber schon recht warm. Die ersten Cafés öffnen und ich rieche an dem frisch gebackenem Brot. Der Himmel ist noch orange. Ich nehme meine Sonnenbrille ab, um in die Sonne zu schauen. “Solch eine Magie” – denke ich.

Fiction: Die im See Verlorenen

Das Wasser ist jetzt still. Der Sturm von gestern Abend hat Hunderte von verlorenen Seelen kilometerweit herumfliegen lassen. Einige schauen in die Sonne, als ob sie ihn verzweifelt bitten würden, Leben in ihre kalten, blassen Körper zurückzubringen. Hundert Schiffe segeln dazwischen. Sie verachten jeden einzelnen Ertrunkenen und fürchten das Lied der Meerjungfrau. Wir könnten es…

Fiction: Oscars Day Part II

With each visit she aged more and more, with that time beauty had also left her. Her eyes were red and shiny when she sat opposite him. He knew it was because of him and that it was not the only time he made her cry. When he married her he loved her, at least…

Fiction: The Voyager Part I

Everything is ready for lift off. Starry sky, the air is dry, a slight hot breeze promised us comfort against the heat but it never delivered. The time is 11pm, an August night. I’m at the top of antenna hill. The gateway to heaven. I can see the entire world merging with the stars. The…

From urban jungle to true connections

I always liked to write in nature. My best works were created in the early morning hours in the rice terraces in Philippines. Well, maybe this place is not nearly like the rice terraces but not bad either, come on! In the Café “the greens” there are at least as many plants as in the…

Fiction: Oscars Day Part I

Prologue: I love Oscar Wilde. And for a while I read his whole biography, read all his books and almost devoured him as a person. That’s a little story about him, from my perspective. A monologue from the time in prison. 

Lifestyle: Freelancing – Our 5 biggest learnings

Some are already doing it, some still dream about it. Life as a freelancer. Some will ask: But isn’t it the case that all you have to do all the time is work and run after annoying clients? Or is it just chilling at the pool and the biggest worry is when to get the…