it comes back to believing. believing in what we do (do i?), believing in who we are and still doubting that we should stay that way. i have made so many mistakes over my professional career and looking back all of them could have been avoided in some way or another. but can you learn [...]
he wasn’t one of my close friends, but we had known each other over mutual friends for years, always meeting up at the lake where we spent our summers growing up together. he was only 25 and it wasn’t his time to go yet. even if we’ll never know what his last thoughts were, i [...]
sometimes my memories of being a night-owl come back to life. then i sit here, just by myself, my head slowly calming. this day was a good, i learned that i had passed the exam i was so afraid of. it felt like a huge weight had been taken off my shoulders, it felt like [...]
reminds of my grandfather who went over there as well – a different over there. but the pain he endured doesn’t tell where “over there” really is. just that he survived, scarred for life but alive nevertheless.
Over there, over there,
Where ours is not to reason why.
Over there, over there,
Where someone has to die.
I believe.
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So many times, it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory
Don’t lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
I believe.
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it’s like feeling lost in translation – while you are trying to make good things happen, they don’t, or then they do, but you don’t get to see them. this week’s been hard, studying for this exam i have to pass. sometimes i feel so worthless in what i do in what i have done [...]
So we have left behind authoritarian and paternal systems of communication and are now enjoying the the virtues of commercialism, still looking for democracy. Are we? When I read your paper yesterday I couldn’t help but chuckle – the vision you were looking for is right here, in this blog and millions of others. We [...]
so we spent the weekend in the mountains – away from civilization (right, i brought my MBP) ready to breathe in some fresh air. i got my fresh air – actually i got about 10 times the fresh air i wanted because the small “hike” i was prepared to take developed into a close-to-eight-hours-and-25-km-let-us-all-join-the-SAS-after-this survival [...]
after a long time i met christoph again, the couple of beers i had on top of my painkiller (R.I.P. wisdom tooth) weren’t exactly the wisest idea in my life but the evening was fun nevertheless. i reminded me so much of what last summer felt – like a moment were time stopped and there [...]
Being a journalist I always wanted to change something about all the wrong in this world. I am not sure if I have succeeded in any way, but I know that at least I can raise my voice here. Free Burma!
I believe.
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i flew to manchester. i grabbed a cab, the driver was telling me about his life in rural england. i met paul, did and interview, wrote it and we drove to manchester. i took the wrong train back, ended five miles off where the middle of nowhere starts. i found a nice person to tell [...]