30/40

So barg ich die Geheimnisse der Liebe,
    daß meine Lippe selbst
Niemals erfahren hatte, wessen Namen
    ich auf der Zunge trug.

Abu Talib Kalim, gest. 1651
aus dem Persischen von Annemarie Schimmel, 1978
aus: Gold auf Lapislazuli (Claudia Ott)


King vs. Devil: Welchen Wolf du fütterst…


Adele vs. Linkin Park: Set fire to the rain vs. Burning down

# 37

Wie sollte die Seele nicht fliegen,
    wenn aus Seiner Nähe es singt
Und lieblich der Spruch Seiner Gnade;
    „Erhebe Dich!“ von ihr erklingt?
Wie sollte der Fisch sich nicht stürzen
    vom Trocknen ins leichtende Meer,
Wenn lockend die Stimme der Welle
    zu ihm aus dem Ozean dringt?
Wie sollte der Falke zum König
    nicht eilen geschwind von der Jagd,
Sobald ihm die Trommel des Herrschers
    den Ruf „Kehr zurück zu mir!“ bringt?

Nun fliege, nun fliege, du Vogel
    zu deinem ureigenen Platz,
Vom Käfig bist du befreiet,
    gebreitet dein Federkleid blinkt!
O gehe, o gehe, o Seele,
    und flieht aus der Welt voller Leid
In jene, wo man den Becher
    des ewigen Einswerdens trinkt!

Rumi, gest. 1273
aus dem Persischen von Annemarie Schimmel, 1978
aus: Gold auf Lapislazuli (Claudia Ott)


The XX feat. Florence Welch – You got the Love

enough said…

Wenn ich nur darf, wenn ich soll,
aber nie kann, wenn ich will,
dann mag ich auch nicht, wenn ich muss.

Wenn ich aber darf, wenn ich will,
dann mag ich auch, wenn ich soll
und dann kann ich auch, wenn ich muss.

Denn schließlich:
Die können sollen, müssen wollen dürfen.
(Graffiti am Alexanderplatz)

Aktion „Gedanken sähen“


Professor Green – Read all about it


Emeli Sandé – Read all about it

read alll about it: edit 8 / 2012

als die Flut ein Segel schenkte…

Sonnenaufgang

„We both had done the math, and Kelly added it all up. She knews she had to let me go. I added it up, knew that I‘d lost her. Cos I was never gonna get off that island. I was gonna die there, totally alone. I mean, I was gonna get sick or I was gonna get injured or something.
The only choice I had, the only thing I could control was when and how and where that was gonna happen. So, I made a rope. And I went up to the summit to hang myself. But I had to test it, you know? Of course. You know me. And the weight of the log snapped the limb of the tree. So I couldn’t even kill myself the way I wanted to. I had power over nothing.
And that’s when this came over me like a warm blanket. I knew, somehow that I had to stay alive. Somehow. I had to keep breathing, even though there was no reason to hope. And all my logic said that I would never see this place again. So that’s what I did. I stayed alive. I kept breathing. Then one day that logic was proven all wrong, because the tide came in, gave me a sail. And now, here I am. I‘m back… in Memphis, talking to you. I have ice in my glass. And I‘ve lost her all over again. I‘m so sad that I don’t have Kelly. But I‘m so gratful that she was with me on that island. And I know what I have to do now. I gotta keep breathing. Because tomorrow, the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?“
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kicking thing called Love

I thougt, I was on my way and did things right, but then it kicked me – again, and again. I was not sure, if I kicked it before and if I had a choice to kick it or to kick it not. I only tried to be honest (especially with myself), but it kicked me – again and again. Then, when I looked back, it showed me things I did not right and times when I was not trusting in it (also in myself). I tried to do it better next time, but again it kicked me. Weiterlesen