Ihre Hände
sind am Ende
die Vehikel
ihres Selbst.
Sie hegt sie,
sie pflegt sie,
sie dreht sie
wie Däumchen.
Mit Sicherheit
bleibt nur Geilheit,
denn Glück nimmt sie
nicht in die Hand.
is me. I am interested in the slots in which and from which life presses. Applies creativity to master variety. Searches for co-authors in (re)writing the script for a social sculpture which develops with and through us. Check out the posts below for attempts in language sculptures that shall pave the way towards the sociocultural.
See Invitation for personal info.
Mind the Disclaimer.
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20 years after. Poland made safer (in) Europe.
To be or
rather not to?
only if
you can decide
this question
begs the people.
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Menschsein ist
eine Zumutung.
Für jeden.
Im Garten Eden
gibt’s weder
Be- noch Erleuchtung.
Allenfalls
erfolgt Lichtung des
Personals
ganz ohne Ausweis
und Lobpreis
von Mut und Sehkraft.
„Good. Adaptation, improvisation. But your weakness is not your technique.“
I am focused on finding the best context for my creativity. For me, to be creative means to engaged in interdisciplinary activities. Reaching out beyond – not removing – borders provides me with the necessary material to misunderstand. I just need to be brave enough to appropriate it in the face of approximate knowledge but clear intentions. Click on the symbols (triangle, circle, frame) above to find out more about my understanding of human agency.
I see the distinction between theory and practice as made by instrumental intention to manufacture life. It provides me with considerable but limited analytic-technological value of dealing with systemic environments in the secured conditions of a laboratory. Read the whole article »
Tipping and tapping and
zipping and zapping
the animal soothes
its dangerous mind.
afraid not of darkness,
resistable sharpness
of light it wants
when it blows up
the mine.