Good morning! And the same applies to “Good afternoon”! And “Good evening”! And “Good night”! My God! The English language is a form of communication! Conversation isn’t just crossfire where you shoot and get shot at! Where you’ve got to duck for your life and aim to kill! Words aren’t only bombs and bullets—no, they’re little gifts, containing meanings!
Schlagwort: Gewalltag
Guten Morgen.
Metagejammer.
Denkst du wirklich, du wärst so interessant
Wenn du dich suhlst in deinem Schmerz?
Bla, bla, bla... Ist es wirklich so toll
Hilflos zu sein? Du bist so groß und machst dich selbst so seltsam klein.
Du bist immer so fixiert auf das, was noch fehlt
Und jetzt schau nicht so gequält - das sieht scheiße aus…
(Non-)Communication Studies.
Yeah, my room mate and I we like don't talk very much. Or actually like not at all to each other. She studies communication. And yeah, me too.
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Keep Breathing and check Inbox.
I've just opened my email and there's nothing out of the ordinary there. It's the usual daily flood of schedule, project, travel, information, and junk mail. Then I notice...I'm holding my breath.
As the email spills onto my screen, as my mind races with thoughts of what I'll answer first, what can wait, who I should call, what should have been done two days ago; I've stopped the steady breathing I was doing only moments earlier in a morning meditation and now, I'm holding my breath.
And here's the deal. You're probably holding your breath, too.
Döner und Zärtlichkeit.
Und du weißt, und du weißt, und du weißt nicht mehr, was du tust
Doch du weißt, doch du weißt, doch du weißt es ist irgendwie gut.