they are still playing like this:
makin a double cross your way that ignores you;
you think about it, they fall apart laughing

caus as free of conscience as they are

everything UNFUNNY is such a laugh to them
just to torture and torment your sincerest feelings,
- they don´t have any - only dicks & sticks & kicks,
they also don´t have much brain (but heaps of huge stinking mud) in their "sculls"  (?)
only hell knows, why they think they have the guts to rule ANYTHING

even though I was educated to masochism (fu** them)
I despise those creatures, they are 500 % sadists

05202012

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"... back on her (own two) feet again ..."

that they hit with a hammer 3,4 times as alarm-clock

with needles under their nails now and then

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Rosenmontag

Morgens früh um 7
klingeln Mutters Lügen
Türe wird nicht aufgemacht
vom Fenster aus wird nachgefragt
eine Frau mir kurzem Haar
fährt davon in weißem Car
Rot Kreuz im Heck zu sehen war
ob es meine Mutter war ?
Was hat sie hier zu suchen ?
Hau ab & back'  dir Kuchen !

02/2012

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Note :
when you´re born :
you´re be better off
without your mother
than without your dick

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The Liquorice-witch-dream

When i was a kid i used to have this reappearing falling-dream, that never came to an end. I would just fall, fall, fall unendingly in a flickering light of rosy & green, never was caught, never hit the ground. One time a witch even enticed me with my favourite sweets - liquorice - into a swingboat I loved to swing in on the Fairground - and would never get enough of - only to continue the unending fall in the swingboat.
9/14th/2011

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on the way to my daughter
her double walks down
the other side of the road
intention to go over
- there, too
could have asked her name
passed by
where´s my blackframe glasses
& shinygreen cigrette-box?
an arrow prayer for jesting
wankers

09/4th/11

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them playin lyin manipulatin wankers said
they´ve eliminated your conscience
their food is the pain of mankind
the worse the more delicious to them

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they´ve been stealing
sooo many things
to recognize
from me
only some returned
even stuff
noone could imagine
was stealable
from a living body
now they say
prove it was you

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(very old one)

Da läuft dir das Wasser im Muttermunde zusammen ...

Makes your mouth of uterus water ...

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it´s all in my face
intrigue me
steal my things
ignore me
have a good laugh

07242011

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7/11/11

FEAR

... " the graveyard, the tombstone,
the gloomstone & runestone
The sand & the moon,
mating
deep in the Western night
waiting for the escape
of one of our gang
The hangmans´s noose is a
silver sluice bait
come-on man
your meat is hanging
on the wing of the raven
man´s bird, poet´s soul " ...

... " I touched her sigh
and death smiled " ...
[ Brasilian earthquake ]

" Of the Great Insane
American Night
We sing
sending our gift
to its vast promise
Pilots are the problem
The rain & hungry sea
greedy for steel  [ Neptune? ]
Say a soft American Prayer
A quiet animal sigh
for the strong plane
landing
We rode opium tires
from the colossal
airport chess game
at dawn, new from glass
in the broken night landed then in quiet
fog, beside the times
out of this strange river
Then gladly thru
a wasted morning
happy to be alive
signs of life
a dog,
a scholl girl
are we in Harlem?"

(all quotes from Jim Morrison)


MAY ALL YOUR WAYS BE SAVE, LOVE

( " you cannot

petition the Lord w/ prayer " )

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10/6/10

Wow
If i was on my way

To something different
This thaught wouldn´t have hit me now
-  but later, anyway

rottencreatureswampgothroughbefore

then the Joruba-translation (Nigerian) for technology
- in the keziahJNZ interview with Fela Kuti on facebook

is:

te-ki-ina-lo-ji

press it so that the fire can go to wake it up

What a crystaline treasure as a completing piece
          Unbelievable Fundamental Explanation
Like Einstein was a pawn
Or how many Pharaos have been hijacked ?

My first association after reading this translation
Went towards that meteor or what is it,
announced by scientists for somethat 2012 or 29 + 30sth.
they want to smash it or interfere
if anyone can believe in something i saw on TV

what if ?
this meteor is an exact hit from something ...  :)

and further
as we are like bigger (and eventually dummer) ants to this planet
human race interfering with some kind of flying bomb might be calculated
and it turns out to be a game of pool-billiard-gambler-tempered-seeming"gods"- you must be kidding

kids - that´s another "fundamental" hypothesis - inside the planet turns out to be another interesting theory

for something ... hit the electro-magnetic-reaction-dot

what if
we are wanted to pollute big areas of this planet with radioactivity ?
because the radioactivity is needed for something underneath
like it needs the electric energy perhaps (-it´s a -yeahwild- theory)
i´ve heard the theory, that the oil was the blood (like the yellow inside the eggshell),
but also, that any human technologie´s activity going deeper than 9 meters below the surface is not responsable
is there no global research team having alike ideas ?

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Why don´t you kill me, you cowards ?

Caus we need to suck you

and we need to fuck you

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11 days ago
a male voice spoke to me in german
" I´ll just steal your cunt for some years"
proof is in my briefs today

4/26/11

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salompink handy food

- when the words are gone it´s to late

future and past at the same time

you son is not mine
understood
I´ll be your kid
& hers

punishment 4/&
dickheaded mind´s denial

++++++++++++++++++++++++

I went to a concert

to show

I can be in one room with you

and not hurt

jet i risked an eye

one second of sweetness

most expensive second for me

even though i don´t know

why my caress hurts you

they stole my big coloured umbrella

went mad and threw down a table

on the bridge i was attacked

they kicked my knee

hit my throat, i couldn´t breathe

and swallown hurt for two days

didn´t get into the ship

someone like you, a trick

and my bag to big

for a dancing crowd

you´re babysittin anyway

then they locked the loo
and i had to

piss on the floor
pissed, humiliated poor

back home they stole my scarf

and the cash-ticket

to give it to ?

i don´t know

if you were in the cars

wouldn´t you have stopped?

First i needed cash for the show

2nd i was scared of everyone

you would have insisted

on me getting into

i am a simple person

bewitched, tortured & trapped

they are waiting for my suicide

Whom

did you hold in your arms

when I felt you ?

Who said

„but you know,

she don´t love you?“

before peace

...

It´s   ALL   PEACE

When the Ocean

Soothes the sea to sleep

Like only last week

Sea needs the Ocean

Caus now it dries out

When the sea becomes an ocean

That´s what home´s all about

But they build a new channel

Where the water must go

They`re constantly lying

Sea don´t have a „no“

Lotta time after crashdown

heard sister „love“ say

may have been when they took it

and flew sea away

Now, when sea thinks of ocean

Lovethoughts freeze it to ice

I say that is all not fair

Like future plays dice

Sea thought was  2  MUCH  PEACE

With Ocean´s love deep

If  only now nature and home were at ease

Dev. Ocean won´t mind one almost dead sea weep

11/15/10

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Fear Factory Force

-red-eyed memory research -

(powered by Fear Force Factory)

Sitting on the stairs of the

kitchen backdoor

my quiet life passed us by

and dis-app-eared

- thumbing his nose at me

(i think that this

was part of the plan)

Did you forget my tears of bliss?

I even forgot about my tears of bliss

Our minds are so very fragile

You think professional liars

are better than unprofessionally

speaking the truth?

Intimite humiliation don´t mind!

Why i don´t know why i don´t know why

Doubting your words like a dream i remember

i´m shure you tempted me changing my route

you wanted so much so early

my own dream was much to strong

to follow back then,

no doubt i would make it;

if i said something else,

it was others history´s touch

which were your words?

which were mine?

i suppose i wanted to swagger about us

like a hunter or „Harry&Rosie“ly-proud

i asked her advice for a bride

didn´t wanted you listen

didn´t wanted no witness

I could ask your forgiveness

Now, s2pid punishments done

- tell me: what has not gone?

Intimite humiliation don´t mind!

What means: one-of-a-kind?

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i am trapped

in their mean plan

that´s 30 years old

or even 3.000

imitation of life

i am bankrupt

so seems my soul

i left in awestruck meekness, love

an act of wantonness 1st time

the 2nd time „only a reminder,
that you´re just not good enough“*

rewound, disgraced & a lime

uncounted lime-times inbetween

all hidden, a trap or a scene

assuming alarming propotions

my „private“ thing – not merely

running in circles is „easy“

for the family´s scape-goat

thang you you thang

unbearable pity for you

in my past

my futur i fear

caus envy played scare

we could do the

„there´s a hole in the bucket“-song

then press „repeat“

alike beeing mother

or a woman

on this world

my love

you´re gone a bitter sweet

i wonder

you´ll ever play me

*quoted joni mitchell, lesson in survival

12092010

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Aus: „Die leisen Todesschreie der Regentropfen zelebrieren“, 1992

Zwei bunte Vögel

Ein Meer von Blumen

Flügelschläge

Pendeltüren

Augenlider

Salto mortale

Sonne, sieh ! wir kommen

Salto, Salto

Wind süd-süd-ost

blutroter Schnabel im Sog

schwacher Schlag

in karger Weite

Orchideenblüte im Schnabel

schwacher Schlag

in karger Weite

Orchideenblüte im Schnabel

Sieh, Sonne

Bald

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Im All treibt ein Sehnen

(inspiriert vom Andinen
Schöpfungsmythos)

Im All treibt ein Sehnen

Mond stand in Tränen

hämisch lenkender Geist grinst

Sonne hatte sich davon gemacht

bevor Venus erwachte

von seinen strahlenden Augen

irgendwann

als die Pfade der Sterne

längst festgeschliffen waren

erfreite sich Mond

in ihrem lüsternen Ebenbild

- silberglänzender Fels –

für Zeiten

voll jetztleid`gen Gestern

Sonnenblumen ohne Ahne

sprießen auf der Blaumondwiese

(Anfang 1990er)