Direct from our correspondent at “The Hero’s Nest” 1 After 15 days of relentless neon lights at 6am, gruelling “well-being” interrogations and various forms of “experimental hospitality” (featuring needles, electrodes, and enforced drug trials), the last man standing at the North Netherland facility—known to insiders as “The Hero’s Nest”—still hasn’t …
The Heros, like birds, have flown Icon Hill,Their ol’ fleeting home now calm and still.No longer filled with song and cheer,The empty nest feels cold and clear. Yet, scarcely a heartbeat has passed away,Now vultures arrive to stake their stay.Upon what once was a place of delight,They claim the throne …
Now I lay me down to chill.I pray Saint Nic’las my shoe to fill.If I should ache before I wake,I pray Icon my pain to take.
Vois sur ton cheminGamins oubliés, égarés. Donne-leur la mainPour les mener vers d’autres lendemains. Sens, au cœur de la nuitL’onde d’espoir, ardeur de la vie. Sentier de gloire,Bonheurs enfantinsTrop vite oubliés, effacés. Une lumière dorée brille sans finTout au bout du chemin. Les chansons d’autrefois Dans les paroles du chant …
Life’s dance Life is a perpetual dance made up of movement and stillness. Movement and stillness can only exist together. Although one movement can and should give way to the next, much like a perpetuum mobile. Without stillness, the dance is nothing but a cacophony of never ending meaningless gestures. …
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If you could step into any painting and live there for a day, which one would you choose and why?
Well, my dear Fabian, that is the way life is sometimes. Let me explain… You and I now live in a part of the world dominated by meat. Life is one big butcher shop here. Everyone is constantly on the lookout. Eyes pealed, geolocation fine-tuned, it’s all about finding that …
Somebody asked me today: Do you like Heidelberg? Heidelberg is the song of wild parrots a top old castle walls. It’s thick morning fog. Round hills and through vineyards it crawls. It’s great Summer sunsets and rain drops in Spring. It’s a crossroad in life. It’s what gives our souls …
