… is a short step.
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the vanishing
marie / the vanishing /september 2019
Silencing the Noise
I have been lost for so long; as if I took a wrong turn somewhere along the way. No words can describe the loneliness I feel, as I look around; yet somehow it becomes a cure, silencing the noise, calming the waves, quietly luring me to a place where I become numb but strangely at peace. A dangerously soothing place. However, deep down I long for nothing more than to be free, burning with passion for what I love. – Vici Edwards
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boarding the ship
Take care of your garden
Es gibt nichts Wertvolleres als auf das zu achten, was dich ausmacht. Es zu pflegen, wachsen zu lassen, es wert zu schätzen. Wen lasse ich rein in meinen Garten? Wen erlaube ich, ihn mit zu gestalten? Wer darf Dinge in mir raus reißen, wer was – Gutes – pflanzen.
Achte auf Deinen Garten
There’s nothing more valuable than looking at what you are. To take care of it, to let it grow, to appreciate it. Who do I let into my garden? Who do I allow to help shape it? Who can tear things out of me, who can plant what is good.
Pay attention to your garden
Highlight of the week
Autumn Girl
The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
Of red and gold
I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used to hold
Since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I’ll hear
Old winter’s song
But I miss you most of all
My darling
When autumn leaves
Start to fall
Amy Blumenfuchs
Since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I’ll hear
Old winter’s song
But I miss you most of all
My darling
When autumn leaves
Start to fall
At the skating track in autumn
Sometimes a style is created in front of you – people who have a certain expression, a place and the right time in the right light together.
And you feel like you’re back in time and you think: wow, that’s it! That’s what I want to hold on to! This is how it should look! That will be absolutely great. Afterwards you just enjoy the result.
Highlight of the week
…Und Siddhartha sagte leise,
als spräche er zu sich selber: „Was ist Versenkung? Was ist Verlassen des Körpers? Was ist Fasten? Was ist Anhalten des Atems? Es ist Flucht vor dem Ich, es ist ein kurzes Entrinnen aus der Qual des Ichseins, es ist eine kurze Betäubung gegen den Schmerz und die Unsinnigkeit des Lebens… Wir finden Tröstungen, wir finden Betäubungen, wir lernen Kunstfertigkeiten, mit denen wir uns täuschen. Das Wesentliche aber, den Weg der Wege finden wir nicht."
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Siddhartha | Hermann Hesse
Teilnehmer: Model mahamaya