let me sEedUce you
dare to dream
today I feel like a cat
today I feel like a cat
I wish for more melting together
More tingling mingling
(fucking)
Absorbing each other
Losing ourselves in all that longing
Ignoring each other's despair
But giving in
Letting go
Giving in more
Forgetting the past
Acknowledge the madness
as if we could daring to blast
Blast from adventures
that seemed like a dream to fulfill
Babe, realize - that it's just one step up
When there's everything you wish for
But in the end, it's just you and me
Us Is the change to be
Only in togetherness can we unveil
Until now, we thought it was a silly dream
But how sad - mon ami !
If we never experienced
what it feels like to be free.
today I feel like a cat
today I feel like a cat
today I feel like a cat
Letter to self
me so ready - but never dared
Thatâs todays Skript again
But now I feel the urge , the fire within.
killing aching longing
babe , choose madness of spectatness
over bypassing in slurpittymess
com on , you aint serious !
fuck you .really?
sweetheart- you are the magician ,
the wildcat.....
no way- already forgotten????
today the deck you pulled unveiled!
The butterfly emerged ,
ready for desires obliged
letter to self
today I feel like a cat
letter to self
Dare me!
Get Out of your house
of your cave
from your limitations
that you believed , you must have
from the place , where you feel safe
from the imagination , who you are
Reveal yourself !
Comâon babe!!!
go out and go running
get funny, get wild
get out of your head
start growing,
It's all yours ,
when will you starting desire it all ,
dear child.
ciao ciao baby
ciao ciao baby
letter to self
I didnât see itâs surrender .
All I felt was this fog.
Confused by something I couldnât explain
Stop
Who aim I ?
Lost myself in standby,
Running against invisible chains
I donât know how to name.
All I wanted was running away.
Even when I felt
nothing good remains there.
I couldnât find the keys
to press pause to finally dare -
Too blindfolded
made by my own source of despair.
What do I actually wanna tell ?
I made a deal with me and
all the magic unveiled
Only love I will let inside me
(I swear to me)
Free and wild- as life conceil
Building dreams with joy and ease
My life becomes a rainbow ride
through the universe.
All I want , somehow finds me
my pleasures and excitement
of being in happiness
Will guide me
Into creation of my own wonderful reality.
Now or never
Fuck you , evils forever.
I love crazy
ciao ciao baby
I love crazy
Iam the crazy one .
Dreaming along.
Believing in magic all around .
Cause life is just a game I play-
I called truth or dare.
Sucking it all in.
Pleasures always win!
We are ment for the sweetest sin,
Desire, devour , indulge .
(moremoremore)
Breaking the mind cage;
Thatâs where abundance appears.
Action ,reaction in its beautifullest gear !
Your mirror , is the only one
to punsh you in your face.
stupidly dreaming me...
ask you to take a ride
the power of all magic .
Which is the joker, I believe,
understand itâs all in your hand.
Choose your dream
Where only Love is involved
I dear it fucking all .
Sometimes still with you .
Bonny&Clyde
ciao ciao baby
I love crazy
I just woke up,
longing for our kiss.
I am cold
So fucking lost on life
So fucking lost in love.
all that running for too long .
When we were .
so greedy, so not behaved-
consuming each others self,
- but even then-
we couldn't,
still both in our anxious cage
why tho?
it was all we ever wanted .
us.
but still us - who were longing for recovery.
oh dear, searching for tooo long all alone
Languising for someone.
devouring each otherâs hearts-
Eating off of our hands
All you need
And all I need
Letting go
The obstacle
we didnât even employ.
Holding us back
But now itâs over.
We said , we are partner in crime
Those who are non detached.
Unconditional
Love without binding
Love that loves the unfolding
With
Or without each other
Sharing
Caring
Seeing each otherâs greedy mess
how good it feels to confess
Enhancing
Supporting
Always .
Completion process
always free forever dare
Completion process
Somethings calling -
you know ....
iam talking about this feeling ...
The urge to find out -
whatâs pulling you there ,
Where you feel , itâs the hint
you are waiting for.
Lets change from despair
to love let be
the forever guidance farewell!
give trusting a try
this tender compass of intuition
When all aligns
in its own ways
by this surreal magic itself.
where science is lost in explanation
Completion .
summer solstice
always free forever dare
Completion process
In the quiet of the midnight scene,
Two hearts colliding,
lit up like a screen.
Shadows playing, whispers getting loud,
Lovers burning up,
no chill allowed.
Moon's vibin',
keeping secrets tight,
Bodies meshing, groove so right.
Locked eyes, demanding,
spilling us into the sea,
Our souls exposed, drama-free.
Blazing through the night,
flames on fleek,
Desire's fire, our secrets speak.
Calling shots, demanding the real,
Lovers revealing, can you feel?
`Skin on skin,
sparks takin' flight,
Exploring spaces, under neon light.
Night's a canvas,
love's a trip,
Painting passion, drippin' from the lip.
Two souls mingling, no holding sway.
Demands to expose,
TRUTH OR DARE
In this dance of desire, we declare.
No holding back, no shades, no doubt,
Lovers locked, no chill, all about.
As dawn breaks,
flames might fade,
But the vibes linger, memories made.
In the aftermath....our souls laid bare,
Lovers burning through the night,
we dare.
always free forever dare
always free forever dare
Art is the language, when other languages fail.
In our space ,between the worlds,
where heat's the name,
No ties, no tags, just a dirty game.
An ecstasy, a wild spree,
Love's freaky ride, buck wild and free.
No vanilla vows, just wicked desire,
Bodies entangled, setting souls on fire.
No labels to stunt, no chains to bear,
In this love's freakshow, we dare.
A symphony of moans, a naughty score,
Exploring realms unseen -
begging for more.
No rules to play, no limits near,
In this love, whispers and screams we cheer.
This delicious madness, such precious unveil!
In the name of all pleasures galore,
we play the game bottomless, begging for more.
....what else could we ask for , then our bodys to share ?
Universe is lovers playground, always free, always rare.
Art is the language, when other languages fail.
Art is the language, when other languages fail.
Art is the language, when other languages fail.
I admired always the ones standing on stage.
Singing , playing , acting
this special magic by them-being present.
Spreading the energy from inside out:
Giving us goosebumps
Tears of joy and deepest touch.
Filling a space of thousand souls
with an otherworldly experience-
An ability to hold space
for all different beings at ones.
Giving this moment a wholeness.
Wow!This time space reality,
when we are all connected-
When we all are oneness in love-
This is my inspiration !
Creating this magic energy ,
and channel it into my paintings.
Paintings that are energy portals.
With an otherworldly aura,
that will catch our attention and sucks you in.
My vision of sending love through the canvas .
Where its all about feeling its message metaphysical
When no words are needed to feel seen.
Art is the language ,
when other language failed. đȘ
madness galore
Art is the language, when other languages fail.
ComeStayGo and all the usual us mess galore.
I wander around .
The streets seems like wired landscapes,
here me already got lost ,
but never will found somewhere a host .
But hey , itâs not about the search -
something had said to me
this is my order to stay .
Fuck . sadly my brain got detached.
Anyways .
Streets that seemed never to reveal,
Blurry with conceal,
Same far and so close to reach .
Iam a mess galore
Queen and whore.
Love to be free of all declared meant to be .
What you call goal.
I say ⊠I donât care -
please bring on madness much more ....closer to me.
ComeStayGo and all the usual us mess galore.
Art is the language, when other languages fail.
ComeStayGo and all the usual us mess galore.
Go away!
(Seconds between)
Ohhh babe - please come back !
Where are you?
Come to me!
I want to eat your pussy
(Days after)
Itâs too dangerous
We must stop
Quit !
But we are still ok?
Arenât we?
Blocked
Called !
4 in the morning it was you.
"I want to devour you"
Canât we just meet for indulging it all?
Just sex
Sex (to the ) max
yes for sure
Ciao!
No.
Please.....maybe Come back baby!
Push pull Push pull
Game on Game off Name on Name off even if-
with you, I fucking love all that stuff.
âą
I see you đ Art is the language, when other languages fail
Eine Ausstellung mit Lars Eidinger, Jonathan Meese, Jann Holstein und Anna Borowy zur Berlinale.
Warum aber eine Ausstellung im Rahmen eines Filmfestivals, der Berlinale ?
Der Titel der Ausstellung : âArt is the language , when other languages fail.â erzĂ€hlt den Gedanken dieser Fusion von Kunst in jeglicher Form.
Die Veranstaltung, deren Schwerpunkt auf dem BrĂŒckenbau liegt, wird zu einem metaphorischen Treffpunkt, an dem unterschiedliche Perspektiven aufeinandertreffen. Es ist eine Feier des Miteinanders, eine Anerkennung, dass jeder Faden im Teppich der Menschheit zum Reichtum des Ganzen beitrĂ€gt. Kunst als verbindende Kraft, die gesellschaftliche Spaltungen ĂŒberwindet. Zeitgenössische Kunst und Kino als Medien hervorgehoben, die unterschiedliche Welten ĂŒberbrĂŒcken und VerstĂ€ndnis und Empathie ĂŒber den politischen Diskurs hinaus fördern. Und viel mehr aus dem Gedanken, was fur eine wunderbare FĂ€higkeit Kunst hat , VerĂ€nderungen zu inspirieren und Gemeinschaften zu vereinen,uns alle Kunstschaffende zu auĂergewöhnlichen Werken in Zusammenarbeit zu erschaffen erinnert.
In einer Welt, die oft durch ihre Trennungen definiert ist, erweist sich Kunst (in unserem VerstĂ€ndnis ) als die unausgesprochene Sprache, die Barrieren ĂŒberwindet, ein universelles Medium, das direkt zur Seele spricht, wenn andere Sprachen versagen.
Die Kunst in ihren verschiedenen Formen wird zur BrĂŒcke, die unterschiedliche Welten miteinander verbindet und einen gemeinsamen Raum schafft, in dem die menschliche Erfahrung eine gemeinsame Basis findet.
Die bildende Kunst und das Kino spielen mit ihrer FĂ€higkeit, Emotionen zu wecken, Geschichten zu erzĂ€hlen und zum Nachdenken anzuregen, eine zentrale Rolle in dieser verbindenden Sprache. Wir wollen hier undogmatisch -ohne erhobenen Zeigefinger - einen versuch starten ! Mit genialen KĂŒnstlerInnen aus Film und bildendender Kunst- ein ZwiegesprĂ€ch fĂŒhren .
"Kunst ist Liebe.Eine emotionale Offenbarung des KĂŒnstlers, um das Publikum durch Darlegung unserer sensiblen inneren Welt, zu berĂŒhren. Die Theorie oder die intellektuelle Analyse der Kunst ist dieses Mal nicht von Belang."
Aber viel bedeutender : Kunst ist ein Katalysator fĂŒr VerĂ€nderungen -
eine Kraft, die Menschen inspiriert, herausfordert und letztlich zusammenbringt.
Sie wird zum stillen Kommunikator, der sprachliche, kulturelle und gesellschaftliche Grenzen ĂŒberwindet.
