Like this post
As a gust of wind, you all appeared and with such great strength that you span me around. Prehaps the feeling of the wind in my hair or the 360° view of the world around me took my worries away and in the brief unexpected moment I found my happiness. Just as swiftly you appeared and overwhelmed me you disappeared, but I was left still with the feeling of happiness you brought. Blueberry pickers of the Bohemian countryside, creatures of the night in Prague, travellers of the world, I hope to cross paths with you once again. All you have thought me I carry into my future battles. 

I want to be great one day
have at least one stranger say my name
and in their own way
keep me eternal

I will sweat for it
and bleed out if I must
for my ambition keeps me up at night
when we are meant to dream

and all these walls around me
remind me to stay in my place
but I will punch them down
or have them kill me

If I don’t give it my all
my thoughts will come
and with them the dark
As long as I fight there will be light

I want to be great one day
have at least one stranger say my name
and in their own way
keep me eternal

I will sweat for it
and bleed out if I must
for my ambition keeps me up at night
when we are meant to dream

and all these walls around me
remind me to stay in my place
but I will punch them down
or have them kill me

If I don’t give it my all
my thoughts will come
and with them the dark
As long as I fight there will be light

Keep the warmth close

On nights like these we walk through the golden city with a gentle pace. The sky is painted a soft orange and blue, pleasant to the eye. Clouds constantly metamorphosis into different entities. One foot in front of the other, exhale and inhale, trying not to break this fragile dream the weekends are. The orange atmosphere turns deep sea blue and with it come worrying thoughts. Thoughts of yesterday, today and especially tomorrow. The path is long and we constantly fall and cut our knee along the way. The coldness of the night tends to find its way into our hearts.

Yet there is a spark that keeps our warmth close to us. It appears to us as friends sitting around beer, their laughter and the smoke of a basement restaurant opened far into the morning. We sit here, counting the bruises with which come worrying thoughts. Those thoughts of yesterday, today and especially tomorrow. However, as we do this, every round of laughter and every smile helps to heal our wounds and strengthens the shield and spear we hold in the battles to come. We walk home, still a little cold, but knowing the spark will keep on burning.

Like this post
One day my father look start into my eyes and said: I will pay for a tattoo if you want one. I realized that day, that my father is way cooler than I will ever be and started sketching ideas for what I want forever to stain my body. Here is one of them.
Like this post
I wish to wake up in the morning and run for miles without end. I long for the presence of great men. The muse I love dances an hour away and I spend my gold to hold her hand. The wisdom of unwitnessed years is showered on my head and moments of silence resonate through my soul. Just like any addiction, I cannot get enough. I worry that inspiration will turn to face another man and keep her amused as best as I can. I leave my mark, the smell of vinegar and lemon on the floor, perhaps it’ll keep a piece of me there. If the truth be told, this is my enlightenment. The swarm of birds on the wall have a tale to tell, I keep them silent with a tear soaked tribute. This is my great debut, as I try to plant seeds to be harvest in future. All I ask is that when it ends, when the ink of this chapter runs dry, the knowledge and love gathered never says its goodbye.
Like this post
Like this post
One semester down, one more to go.
Like this post
day one
Like this post
When you come home after a long week to gingerbread cookies, all your problems go away (for at least a little while)
From Philadelphia to the Emerald Isle to the very heart of Europe itself. A story of my life in pictures and words
theme