past
the excuse
the reason
the failures
future
the hopes
the expectations
the dreams
now
the resignation
– sanados
verloren im surrealen der Realität. Ertränkt durch das Leben.
past
the excuse
the reason
the failures
future
the hopes
the expectations
the dreams
now
the resignation
– sanados
The silent flow.
Those subtle movements of my fingers.
Almost in a rhythm.
This is when I am writing.
My fingers rush over the keyword.
Forming letters into words.
Arranging words to sentences.
Harmony in itself.
I can nearly hear the melody in my head.
Played by my fingers, whilst floating over the letters.
When I then close my eyes.
This melody goes on.
As my fingers don’t stop moving.
Faster, more energetic.
Freezing in a moment of silent thought.
Unrecognisable when the melody started.
But never to stop again.
– sanados
Einige Menschen werden nie verrückt.
Was für ein schreckliches Leben sie führen müssen.
– Charles Bukowski
Jahre wissen, wovon Tage keine Ahnung haben.
– Siegfried Holzbauer
Throughout my lifetime I’ve left pieces of my heart here and there.
And now, there’s almost barely enough to stay alive.
But I force a smile,
knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent.