“Writing permits me to be more than I am. Writing permits me to experience life as any number of strange creations“
Harriet Tubman
Writing
Philosophy & Essays
Why a capitalistic driven real estate sector is dividing our society
Finding a home is not easy. Especially in those times during a pandemic or at the end of one. The pandemic didn’t raise any new problems in our...
We will never be here again
The gods envy us They envy us, because we are mortal, because any moment could be our last Everything is more beautiful, because we’re doomed. You...
Stop fucking up our future
The coronavirus is now amidst us for almost a year. Longer than expected by most experts and politicians, who thought that it would be over by July...
Essay on the problem with accusations and the lack of reflection
A very recent event caused me to write on said topic and after some time reflecting on it, I came to the following conclusion I will present in that...
Poetry & Creative Writing
summer rain: the field
The field was dry as I was lying in it.I could feel the cracks of the earth upon my bare skin;just like mourns from Mother Nature herself. Like an...
summer rain: like a feather
I felt like a featherflying through the sunshine;turning and twirling in the windstossing myself up and down through the airwith the sun ever so...
The loving strangers
With the blink of an eye you came into my life; but when I opened them again, you were already gone. I loved you for a night; for when we were...
Without you
Who would I have been, if you wouldn’t taught me to speak?Stumbling with words; crying. Who would I have been, if you weren’t there to catch...
Se questo sarebbe l’amore; io lo rifiuso
Io che soffro, mentre tu vai avanti con la propria giornata.I miei pensieri che cercano di riempire l’abisso del perché.Ed io allo scoglio, senza...
L’estate di un adulto
Nella gioventù si aggiungerà un punto dove si fa la relazione che adesso;dopo questo evento; sei un'altra persona – un adulto. In questo momento, la...
Why can’t I love?
I can give myself away - my body, my soul - to a stranger with the snap of a finger.But god forbid I meet someone who would give me the world.I am...
I can’t be an adult yet, I haven’t been young
Ich hatte nie diese eine Liebe;diese eine für die man lange Nächte schiebtfür die man sein Handy auf laut machtdie man krampfhaft vor seinen Eltern...
I am tired of running
I drink too much just to be a little more numb."It's unhealthy", well I don't care you know.In this tiny period of time in which I let the wheel...
Tell me how to live
What does it mean to be alive?Does it mean to put yourself out there?Does it mean to love?Does it mean to be curious; to never be afraid? If life...
Short Stories
I can’t be an adult yet, I haven’t been young
Ich hatte nie diese eine Liebe;diese eine für die man lange Nächte schiebtfür die man sein Handy auf laut machtdie man krampfhaft vor seinen Eltern...
The metro
The day that came to an end had held nothing special for me, except for that very moment. I was on my way home from work. The energy drowning with...
For more than two years now
Note: When I wrote that text I was in a darker place than I am now. Though I am still dealing with that issue, I can handle it better and writing...
Politics
Wenn du die FPÖ/ÖVP wählst, bist du ein homophober Rassist, der gerne kleine Kinder abschiebt
Essay über eine menschenfeindliche Politik, und die Absitinenz der MenschlichkeitDer Vorfall, der sich vor einigen Tagen in Wien ereignete, ist...