Some people get their life energy solely from friction with others.
Dark potentials of human destructiveness.
REVENGE IS A HUMAN DREAM.
Çüş – love your caps rage
There’s a power of reality words can’t touch.
It’s everyone’s task to create peaceful coexistence.
Laughing out loud
»Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?«, asked Alice
»That depends a good deal on where you want to get to«, answered the Cheshire Cat.
I could drop a book suggestion at this point: »Ego is your biggest Enemy« - I don’t know if you read it?
Ha – say no more
I’m just realising, I can’t tell myself jokes.
Without stories we’re already dead.
Storytelling objects transience.
Those who hear the story carry it on, take it with them.
But no one can escape the future.
Just saying something out loud already changes everything.
Saying beach ball out loud and pronouncing it like bitch ball.
༼ ༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ༽
Acting secretively without actually being secretive.
I have an image in my head that I can’t look at.
All the traffic lights I crossed today were green.
What do you think is the reason for that?
I don’t really believe in stuff. I know or see. But I don’t really believe.
Alexander, bald, wearing a green t-shirt that says Serial Chiller, named his son Friedrich.
Short-haired woman with beige wild leather lace-up boots chewing gum with her mouth open.
A man wipes his mouth and full beard with baby wipes.
Black VW van with tinted windows: both driver and passenger wear balaclavas, the passgener puts on gray thin gloves.
License plate M-MT 1016
Ah right x
Sometimes a premonition might be a memory
I want to stop –
but with what?