Freitag, 10. März 2023

P.S. Text 1 PKR Band 5

Would be nice, I also find Gelump to impose it, is good, and already in the elbow I feel the hand, tell me, come on, let's go.



Text 1, Punkt Karos Reise Band 5

It will be difficult to paint if I insist. The ingenious gesture, is of no use, remains unseen, unnoticed. When obedience sneaks in, under a false name, calls itself free will, failure has already begun. Denied, but relentlessly it is there and remains. What is present, deleted, corrected, is out of time, the time of departure. The time of departure has passed quickly, the doubt begins for a long time. The perceived is not wanted, must not stay, should go. Clean your kisses on the mat and finally separate yourself from the umbrella that carries a torn spoke. Out of control, it asks me, literally puts me on, forces me, places brushes in my hand, as if it only needed the one stroke to get back what is lost, to make it appear again, what is under wet paint. I'm still completely pure, I don't notice the vain sense, so now a brush stroke, but it doesn't succeed anymore, goes out miserably, inevitably everything gets worse, runs to the ground, lingers as a puddle. Unfeeling, my hands, act on what they wanted to improve, save themselves in a vehement gesture, which also no longer succeeds, only spreads out, beyond the edges, in short, everything finished and spoils. I don't manage to leave the misguided thing, which actually comes along quite well. But this strange expression persists, does not carry in the words in the eyes that I whispered, which she repeated when I suspected it in front of the screen, when it briefly succeeded. Not because it is clear that it cannot stay that way, in the created contour that holds the one provided with countless interventions, but the inability to bear it, which is exhausted with me, with tied hands. I thought with strained eyes, the next brush stroke to success, and the next to ruin, and the next to loss. I regretted, no, I didn't regret it yet, first there was anger in the flickering, then finally after exhausted time, looked at the thin body, the eyes far apart, the hair clapped on one side, a thin stroke the lips, in the angle a hidden laugh, I pull the ears longer, no, not this time, then hang the cheeks between



Freitag, 26. August 2022

kassel bin hier  hue am 24.09.2022
mit boskja
auf dem königsplatz
es ist so scvhön angenehm und warm und so vller leute. bin ich ganicht mehr gewöhnt

 
weiss auf schwarz ist lesbar und schont die augen
 
Die Tastatur ist erkannt worden . Ich bin jetzt entspannter, lehne mich zurück und esse  ein Stück Nusskuchen , trinke ein Glas Lambrusco
 

Dienstag, 23. August 2022

gebenenfalls aktzeptiere ich die Einblendung der Bildschirmtastatur zumal sie mir bei der Rechtschreibung hilft
 
ich bin froh dass die tastatur funktioniert, jetzt muss noch das problem mit google gelöst werden