sad

i dream of a world where flags are nothing but cloth and the only thing that matters is love, life and freedom. where the bottom line doesn't determine life and we aren't defined by income bracket, a pretty house, faith, a lack thereof or a fucking degree. where we think before we act and act before we critique. where we think about who is next and make it cleaner than how we found it. where we mean what we say and only say what we mean and where ideals are meant to better ourselves and where we aren't afraid to say I can't. Where sorry is a liberating word and thank you comes from the heart and where we don't just watch but we decide to act. where we refuse to live only until its time to die. where we refuse to live only until its time to die. where feelings and desires mean more than quotas, expectations and disappointed stares. where we have a right to hurt, scream, cry, live, die and sit in silence just because we fucking can. I dream of a world where I can love you in spite of what keeps us apart and where second best is as good as first or a millionth. where we don't over analyze every breathe or under appreciate what our words mean to another. where we find comfort in silence and a place of peace in all of the noise and where everything that is thrown at us makes us better, stronger and more appreciative. where we celebrate life, death and all that comes in between. where songs sing to us and a loved ones words make us dance. where what we see in a mirror is a happy, satisfied and fulfilled individual and where we feel bad about how we look at others and not just because of how others look at us.
i dream of a world where i can love you, where i can feel you and where i can know you without having to own you, without having to hate you or without having to fuck you. a world where i can love you, where i can feel you, where i can know you. know you without having to own you, without having to hate you, without having to fuck you. without having to fuck you in more ways than one. without having to own you, without having to hate you, without having to fuck you in more ways than one. where a smile isn't a rare gift and where sadness isn't a curse and where the two together make life worth living. where media doesn't define friend or foe and doesn't tell me how to look, how to feel, how to act and how to live. where a flower, a smile, a thought, a touch, a smell makes it all worth it and the hardest words are nothing but poetry that spills from our mouth.

past day's

Edit 1: this was my breakfest today,...hmm yummy (pirchermüsli auf an kilo, oida)

Edit 2: Christmas-party with the reinerhof crew at the Eschenlaube, best pizza in town, i guess

Edit 3: this was at the running sushi bar ,i called it "japanische brechreiz-maus" . Pleas do not eat stuff like this, i know what i am talking about...belive me... puke.
Edit 4: this was the reaction of Vinz after i ate the "brechreiz-maus"... look at his plates..
Edit 5: This pic is called "building up the beast"... this is what we call "working" at the skybar.

I think the pictures speak for themselves so there is no reason to add anything to them!...

so long <3

Name: Barney
Proffession: Dude
Place of Birth: transilvania
Sex: oh yes.
Age: allready dead and still alive
Hobby's: sucking blood out of people I can't stand, keeping my thought's on someone;








The following pic show's up my job for today, and i can say the hell of a "fucking awesome" .
I wish I had two more arms so I could give me four thumps up!(thanks pat for the quote)

btw: pedantism is awesome




New year is here, and I just can stop thinking of winter's end and my journey to helsinki/turku, or let's just say of spending some quality time with my girlfriend. I really hate those cold winter day's; like today!
But after a long bath in lake boredom, I decidet to do something useful, like getting my flat clean. On my way to the basin to brush my teeth i was thinking of my stay in the dessert, about a year ago ,where it was almost impossible to turn on the spigot to have some water, just unlike in my flat ,but i loved it there.
What i really enjoied there was the silence, and the feeling of freedom. (and the weather)
So, this is the main reason for uploading this pic. ...so I’ll end with “Just sayin’!”

"...from the depths of this hell:
where the free are slaves,
no difference between the cowards and brave,
where our love and hate have become the same,
it's time that we "unbecame"...

Where the ears are deaf, and tongues too dry
where the arms don't hold, and seeing eyes go blind

Where nothing is everything
and everything is nothing"

taken from "the same sun"
by Have Heart