Mittwoch, 24. Mai 2017

The way home





I’m not here
to keep you
from the places
you feel you need
to go, she said.
When you’re ready,
I’m here to remind
you of the way home.

- storypeople -













Montag, 22. Mai 2017

Magic





She tapped her finger
& nothing happened
& she thought
she had lost her magic,
but it had only changed
& it took her awhile
to figure it out.

- storypeople -




















Dienstag, 16. Mai 2017

Not a moment...





Not a moment goes by now where I don’t feel you in me,
humming a soft song of belonging & I never realized before
how much it would change how I walk & breathe & love
the world knowing I am home.

- storypeople -

















Sonntag, 14. Mai 2017

It's written in the wind





















In an old poem,
In the lining,
Of a double helix.
Only one switch,
Of the sequence,
Can remind if you wish.
Not from without,
But from within,
The spectrum turns to white.
True devotion,
If you listen,
Is written
In the wind.

Does desire
Rule the mental,
Turning truth into a fool?
No time in silence,
No time to listen,
No eyes to see it through?
Not from without,
But from within,
The spectrum turns to white.
True devotion,
If you listen,
Is written
In the wind.

Come up now,
To the mountain,
Where the air is sweet.
It is there that the wind sings,
The voice,
of wisdom speaks.
Not from without,
But from within,
The spectrum turns to white.
True devotion,
If you listen,
Is written
In the wind.



Freitag, 12. Mai 2017

Friday Five, "Stasiland" and purple...





Good morning,
it's time again for Willy Nilly Friday Five and Five on Friday.

I

Today only one photo, it's helichrysum italicum, the colors are edited.
I have it in my garden.
You can use it as a spice or only enjoy it's smell.

II

I just make a purple color mood in my blog,
please visit the main site to see the colors.


III

Since yesterday the bad rainy cold seems finally over.
15th of may is the traditional opening day for public swimming pools, 
but in last weks I've often thought, they can open for ice skating...

IV

I've just finished the book "Stasiland" by Anna Funder.
I read about it by Tanya and bought it in German translation.
The Australian Journalist was in Berlin 1995 and 2000 and followed the feeds 
of security org. "Stasi" in the former GDR. 
She spook with some victims and security men and wrote their stories.

I grew up here in Stasiland and I found some parallels to my own life, 
even if the described victims were more extreme cases. 
But she did a good research and this was exactly how it was: our alldays life!
Maybe, that all sound horrible for outsiders, but it was for us litterally a normal life.
We have suffered many things, but not only that.
We knew nothing else, nothing better ...
The feeling was always there: to be careful and not to trust anyone. A kind of grunting.
And at the latest, when you got constantly open letters, 
it became a sense of a duffle threat, of isolation.
I think that was wanted. 
That were really dark years and I have certain evidence 
that the collapse of the GDR saved me from the worst.

Some things in the book were new for me: The report of a woman about torture cells 
in prisons (and the author could look at it herself). 
We did not known about the camouflaged prisoner transports.
The channel under the border in Berlin was a legend - I haven't known,
 that it has really exist.
And often I've wondered, what was happened with one of our music bands
 - it is written in this book too.

There was always a heavy prison sentence for attempted flight or 
help to flight (or for the unproved accusation of it).
 But there were many people who were not to be blamed for, and who tried to live 
a normally honestly life. Frequently, however, these people were also
 in the sights of the security forces, simply because they were too independent,
too little adapted. And often they were placed in psychiatric institutions,
  treated with medicines, from which they were detrimental for the rest of theirlife.
Anna Funder writes nothing about this - it would fill a second book ...

The collapse of the GDR, the unification of Germany, 
was a salvation for us Eastern-Germans and for me personally too.
But it was not only a good end: economic structures were smashed, 
too fast came the unemployment and poverty for many families.

Today many people have a dependency on offices to get the most necessary money 
to live (the payment for jobs is often very-very small!) and I sometimes wonder 
what is more degrading: the control of personal letters at that time 
or the total control by the authorities today - 
every bank account statement is copied and kept in the office - -

Now I'm retired, but in my working life I've often watched, 
that the former security men had strong networks, their
structures were not really smashed and they help another to the well-paid jobs. 
While the former victims often worked for pittance.
And again are those up, who were up earlier!
Well, they die out slowly, but it works still into the next generation.
Writing this is perhaps not politically correct, 
but it is my opinion through my own experience.

For many people here the liberation was not really freedom, 
because it's now a freedom of capital. 
- What sense makes for you an open border,
 when you never have the money for a railway ticket?

And, what I would even to say, who reads this book in an always free State, 
may regret us and may find it all terrible.
But I think, KGB in Soviet Union, Securitate in Romania and all the other 
bad conditions in North Korea and dictatorships all over the world 
are certainly worse and made more victims. 
That is the true being of dictatorships, 
the eastern part of Germany was more a "human" country, despite of that all.

V

At last a random page from my journals, just for colormood.


Have a nice weekend.

Mittwoch, 10. Mai 2017

Voices





Stop listening to the voices
that tell you not to trust
your own heart to be alive.
They are not on your side.

- storypeople -














Dienstag, 9. Mai 2017