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I asked for strength and
God gave me difficulties to make me strong.
I asked for wisdom and
God gave me problems to solve.
I asked for prosperity and
God gave me brawn and brains to work.
I asked for courage and
God gave me dangers to overcome.
I asked for patience and
God placed me in situations where I was forced to wait.
I asked for love and
God gave me troubled people to help.
I asked for favors and
God gave me opportunities.
I received nothing I wanted
I received everything I needed.
My prayers have all been answered.



Artist unknown
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ღﻬஐﻬღ ♥ IndiviDUation ... ♥ ღﻬஐﻬღ

Ich bin hier, die Hand zu reichen all denen,
die Antwort suchen auf ihrem Pfad.
Ich bin hier als Mensch inkarniert,
die Vielfalt zu erleben einer wundervollen Schöpfung,
die fühlend ich erfahre.
Die Zeit existiert nicht,
und doch rauscht sie dahin, wie Wellen im Ozean.
Ich bin in der Zeit, die war und ist.

Ich bin nicht dieser Körper,
der auflebt und erlischt.
Ich fühle jetzt wie da,
nur wechseln die Gestalten
in Bildern ihr Gesicht.
Doch was ich einst glaubte zu sein,
das bin ich nicht.

Ich weiß, dass ich nichts weiß,
wie Sokrates mich lehrte
in dieser anderen Zeit,
die hier für mich jetzt ist.
So braucht es doch den Lehrer,
und auch nicht,
denn ich muss es erfahren,
sonst spür‘ ich es nicht.

Bin lebend im ErLeben.
Lasst die Toten die Toten begraben.
Ich bin ewig und schick‘ sie ins Licht,
wo Leben IST.
Wer glaubt an das Vergehen?
Es ist nur ein Rauschen im SchattenTraum,
ein sanfter Windeshauch.

Geballte Emotionen,
aus mir manifestiert,
in Person modelliert.
Erfahren ist Gericht.
Erlischt, geb‘ ich ihm keine Kraft
und Macht über mich.

Ich bin auch nicht abhängig.
Ich hänge von nichts ab.
Nur von mir,
was meinen Willen ausmacht.
Den brauch‘ ich nicht.
Da ist doch dieser Wille,
der aus der Quelle spricht.
Zeigt mir das wahre Gesicht des Scheins,
der trügt ...
oder auch nicht.

Mein Herz fühlt tief die Echtheit in Person,
und auch die Maske, die da spricht.
Die will ich nicht.
Ich liebe alles Leben.
Entscheidend ist die Sicht
der Dinge, wie ich’s seh‘.
So ist nichts gut und auch nichts schlecht,
je nachdem, wie ist’s gedreht.
Der eine sieht es so, der and’re so.
Und alles stimmt.
Ist es nicht so?
Ein jeder hat hier Recht und nicht.
Erlaubt ist, was gefällt auf seinem eig’nen Pfad.
Wer’s braucht, der macht es so,
dass passend es für ihn ist.
Es stört mich nicht.
Ist Leben hier in Form.
Erkenne mich,
identifiziere mich beizeiten hier und dort.
Und lasse wieder los.

Die Zeit, wie sie erscheint,
ist Herzschlag nur und Ewigkeit.
Bereit, den Menschen zu binden,
Äonen weit.
Ihn szenenhaft zu fesseln an Kleinigkeit,
die groß ihm hier erscheint.
Nimmt alles furchtbar wichtig,
um sich dann zu ereifern.
Ist Meinung nur,
gebetesgleich.

Ein Buch er selber ist.
Jeder für sich.
Das mit den 7 Siegeln.
Erlöschen in den Tiegeln,
ist er geschmolzen
in SEINEM Alchemisten-Topf.
Der brennt dort alles nieder,
was Für ist und was Wider.
ErKenntnisReich.

Ich bin das Licht,
das aus der Quelle spricht
und auch die Dunkelheit,
die’s braucht in meinem Traum
der erdlich Hemisphäre.
Geh‘ ich nach Haus‘,
ist alles aus,
was Sorgen mir hier machte.
Entscheide mich noch hier,
ist’s Gruselfilm, ist’s Liebeslied
aus Schöpfers Paradies,
die ich mir selber schrieb.

Zurück bleibt hier ein Lächeln,
wenn ich die Augen schließ‘.
Denn ich weiß,
bin nicht allein,
werd‘ freudig dort empfangen
in meinem Himmelreich.
Geh‘ leis‘ und sanft durch diese Tür
in mein geliebtes Paradies.

© Christine Selina GuteKunst
24. Juli 2015
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Is it a privilege or is it just a lie
But the power you feel you can't deny
Is it fate or just a cold heart?
Did I win the race or was it just a false start?
Did I make your mind hard?
Did I make you warm? Caught a glimpse of
My being
Yeah, we showed you the storm, everyone's
Different
I want to taste it all, and I really don't
Think that's so wrong
I need a touch of everything
We've lost touch with everything
It might not be long girl, or it might
Be a year
The time that I give you, it's always
Precious and dear
I want to make you feel good, inside this
Cold world's scene
Cause living day to day gets downright
Obscene
I need a touch of everything
We've lost touch with everything
I could not say this, except in a song
I need a touch of everything
Is that so wrong?
“You have to die a few times before you can really live.”
― Charles Bukowski

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Dillon - Evergreen

Hollow trees growing beneath
the canopy of stars
spreading branches towards the blue
following trails of truth

when they touch and interlock
light shafts expose their thoughts
spreading branches towards the blue
following trails of truth

an evergreen forest
has been in me
growing

when we touch and interlock
light shafts expose our thoughts
spreading arms towards the blue
following trails of truth



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Roads Go Ever On - J R R Tolkien

Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.

Roads go ever ever on,
Under cloud and under star.
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen,
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green,
And trees and hills they long have known.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.

The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.

The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone.
Let others follow, if they can!
Let them a journey new begin.
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet.

Still 'round the corner there may wait
A new road or secret gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.
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The water pours its embracing arms around the stone
Decay drips from the unquiet void where the ice forms, where life ends
The stone is by the crimson flood, swallowed
The red tide beyond the ebon wound, contorted
My sacrifice bids farewell in this river of memory... a wave to end all time
Red birds escape from my wounds and return as falling snow
To sweep the landscape; a wind haunted, wings without bodies
The snow, the bitter snowfall
You wish to die in her pale arms, crystalline, to become an ode to silence
In the soul of a mountain of birds, fallen
The cascading pallor of ghostless feather
The snow has fallen and raised this white mountain on which you will die and fade away in silence
“You have to die a few times before you can really live.”
― Charles Bukowski

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Mmmmh, ein paar alte Sachen mit durchgehend rotem Faden.




Sting - Fragile

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
How fragile we are how fragile we are




Madonna - Mother And Father

There was a time I was happy in my life
There was a time I believed I'd live forever
There was a time I prayed to Jesus Christ
There was a time I had a mother
It was nice

Nobody else would ever take the place of you
Nobody else could do the things that you could do
No one else I guess could hurt me like you did
I didn't understand, I was just a kid

[Bridge:]

Oh mother, why aren't you here with me
No one else saw the things that you could see
I'm trying hard to dry my tears
Yes father, you know I'm not so free

[Chorus:]

I've got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I've got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for
I've got to give it up
Find someone to love me
I've got to let it go
Find someone that I can care for

There was a time I was happy in my life
There was a time I believed I'd live forever
There was a time I prayed to Jesus Christ
There was a time I had a mother
It was nice

[bridge]
[chorus]

My mother died when I was five
And all I did was sit and cry
I cried and cried and cried all day
Until the neighbors went away

They couldn't take my loneliness
I couldn't take their phoniness
My father had to go to work
I used to think he was a jerk

I didn't know his heart was broken
And not another word was spoken
He became a shadow of
The father I was dreaming of

I made a vow that I would never need
Another person ever
Turned my heart into a cage
A victim of a kind of rage

I gotta give it up
[repeat twice]

[chorus]

Find someone that I can care for
Find someone that I can care for

I've got to give it up
[repeat five times]

I've got to let it go
I've got to give it up
Oh mother, oh father
I've got to give it up

I gotta give it up






U2 - Acrobat

Don't believe what you hear
Don't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy

When I first met you girl
You had fire in your soul
What happened t'your face
Of melting in snow

Now it looks like this
And you can swallow
Or you can spit
You can throw it up
Or choke on it
And you can dream
So dream out loud
You know that your time is coming 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down

No, nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you'd hit out
If you only knew who to hit

And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in

'cause I need it now
To take a cup
To fill it up
To drink it slow
I can't let you go

I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And don't let the bastards grind you down

Oh, it hurts baby
(What are we going to do now it's all been said)
(No new ideas in the house and every book has been read)

And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And you can find
Your own way out

You can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can't wait until

You can stash
And you can seize
In dreams begin
Responsibilities

And I can love
And I can love
And I know that the tide is turning 'round
So don't let the bastards grind you down



Portishead - Wandering Star

Please could you stay awhile to share my grief
For its such a lovely day
To have to always feel this way
And the time that I will suffer less
Is when I never have to wake

Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever

... Those who have seen the needles eye, now tread
Like a husk, from which all that was, now has fled
And the masks, that the monsters wear
To feed, upon their prey

Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever

[INSTRUMENTAL]

(always) doubled up inside
Take awhile to shed my grief
(always) doubled up inside
Taunted, cruel.... ...

Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever
Wandering stars, for whom it is reserved
The blackness of darkness forever



Björk - Play dead

Darling, stop confusing me
With your wishful thinking
Hopeful embraces
Don't you understand?

I have to go through this, I belong to here
Where no one cares and no one loves
No light, no air to live in
A place called Hate, The City of Fear

I play dead, it stops the hurting
I play dead and the hurt stops

It's sometimes just like sleeping
Curling up inside my private tortures
I nestle into pain
Hug suffering, caress every ache

I play dead, it stops the hurting
I play dead, it stops the hurting
I play dead, it stops the hurting
I play dead, it stops the hurting
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“I didn't fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we'd choose anyway. And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you.”


Kiersten White, The Chaos of Stars
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Was keiner wagt, das sollt ihr wagen.
Was keiner sagt, das sagt heraus.
Was keiner denkt, das wagt zu denken.
Was keiner anfängt, das führt aus.

Wenn keiner ja sagt, sollt ihr´s sagen.
Wenn keiner nein sagt, sagt doch nein.
Wenn alle zweifeln, wagt zu glauben.
Wenn alle mittun, steht allein.

Wo alle loben, habt Bedenken.
Wo alle spotten, spottet nicht.
Wo alle geizen, wagt zu schenken.
Wo alles dunkel ist, macht Licht.



Lothar Zenetti
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Holy eyes, I never knew I'd beg down at your feet
Hold on tight I never knew I'd know much more than this
Open sky, the wave of pain the scent of you is bliss
Hungry eyes, they stare at me I know, I know
Don't go!

Summertime, the taste of saint secretes of perfume mist
Console the mind, I take it in the lips of pink I kiss
Lonely sky, the more you take the more that I give in
Holy eyes, I never knew, I know, I know
Don't go!

Hold on to the memory, yeah, it's all you got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost
Blood lost
Blood lost

Don't go!

Hold on to the memory, yeah, it's all you got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost
Hold on to the memory, yeah, it's all you got
I know you'll be there to soak up blood lost
Blood lost
Blood lost
“You have to die a few times before you can really live.”
― Charles Bukowski

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Müsste ich mich für einen einzigen Song dieses Genies entscheiden, wäre es dieser.
Der Sound, das Gefühl meiner Jugend, kumuliert in einem Song. (Leider nicht das Original im Netz aufzutreiben, daher eine Live-Version:)





Have you ever been so lonely
That you felt like you were the only one in this world?
Have you ever wanted to play with someone so much
You take any one boy or girl

Anna Stesia come to me, talk to me, ravish me
Liberate my mind
Tell me what you think of me, praise me, craze me
Out this space and time

Between white and black, night and day
Black night seemed like the only way
So I danced, music late, nothing great
No way to differentiate, I took a chance

Gregory looks just like a ghost
Then a beautiful girl the most
Wets her lips to say, "We could live for a little while
If you could just learn to smile
You and I could fly away, fly away", ooh

Anna Stesia come to me, talk to me, ravish me
Liberate my mind
Tell me what you think of me, praise me, craze me
Out this space and time

Maybe, maybe, maybe I could learn to love
I mean the right way, I mean the only way
Perhaps you could show me, baby

Anna Stesia come to me, talk to me, ravish me
Liberate my mind

Maybe, maybe, maybe, I could learn to love
Ah, if I was just closer to somethin'
Closer to your higher self, I don't know
Closer to heaven, maybe, closer to God, yeah

Save me Jesus, I've been a fool
How could I forget that you are the rule
You are my god, I am Your child
From now on, for You I shall be wild

I shall be quick, I shall be strong
I'll tell Your story no matter how long
No matter, no matter, no matter
No matter, no matter, yeah

We're just a play in Your master plan
Now, my Lord, I understand

Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above
Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above

Anna Stesia come to me, talk to me, ravish me
Liberate my mind
Don't tell me what you think of me, praise me, craze me
Out this space and time

Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above
Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above

Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above
Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above

Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above
Love is God, God is love
Girls and boys love God above
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