wayfarer without alignment no direction is misdirection one foot before the other again, again, again simply for the sake of pacing out the years no sky-map of constellations for starry guidance nor compass for pointing toward your worth wanderer without purpose no reason is unreason … Continue reading adrift



the good days Freude, are those days that schoener Goetterfunken in spite of the noise Tochter aus Elysium, the naggings wir betreten the sagging weight feuertrunken, of worry, responsibility Himmlische, the ignorance dein Heiligtum. and uncarefulness deine Zauber of others binden wieder the sometimes blatant … Continue reading Joy