...und sei es nur für eine Nacht, damit er all meine Zweifel hinwegfegt, mir eine Adrenalinspritze ins Hirn jagt und mich daran erinnert, wie das Leben zu nehmen ist: frontal, fordernd und ohne Angst vor Verlusten.

booze & life & lots of running around sweating sick & noise everywhere, lying on floors overwhelmed and the highs of money bets business class views from tops & grey mornings, colourful illuminated nights on the streets, cabs & glasses & sticks & well off restaurants, & in the midst of all of course never lost togetherness in the far eastern mess

as we keep conquering bit by bit


da sich meine Existenz Stück für Stück auflöst, zerbröselt auch mein Ego, und wahrscheinlich werde ich am Ende dieser Nacht eins sein mit dem Universum, ein Staubkorn in der Galaxie und frei.

2016 we went a lot of places; physically

now dance with me

a real sense of aesthetics and beauty and adventure, real romance, like the winter sun filtering out all that's foul in the air; wild bike rides through the beautiful city nights, through the lights, flashing in the mind with joy and ecstasy, smiles and the good life, i miss you all. all parts of time have strange parts to them, and they don't always fit together, and i find myself in the middle of those crossroads scratching my head, wondering where to hitch the next ride to. sunny sundays are calm but deceiving, the winter is so beautiful and there's so many little cosy feels to look forward to (the past recycles back into the future), its hard not to feel lonely. but it's quite nice emerging on the other side and seeing that all is mostly still the same, and all is fine (right?), and paris is still beautiful, and amsterdam sometimes cries at night, and the mountains never even cared.