“We only really face up to ourselves when we are afraid"

And I'm not sure what this is all about, As we watch the waves crashing in and out, And only they know what we've found And it almost feels like day time now.

(telepopmusik)

 

Subtle ripples forming closer Touching me, I can’t escape Open your world into everything

... A tale begun in other days, When summer suns were glowing-- A simple chime, that served in time The rhythm of our rowing-- Whose echoes live in memory yet, Though envious years would say “forget”. ... (Lewis Carol) amsterdam...on a gay midsummer saturday ....meets delftshaven again...still summer today - I had to wait for my harddrive to clone...

..for "die Presse"