やるせない

"The Japanese have words for sadness that are so subtle and complicated that the English translations don't do them justice.
Setsunai is usually translated as 'sad', but it is better described as a feeling of sadness and loneliness, so powerful that it feels as if your chest is constricted, as if you can't breathe; a sadness that is physical and tangible. There is another word, too - yarusenai, which is grief or loneliness so strong that you can't get rid of it, you can't clear it away.
There are some things like that. You get older and you forget about them, but every time you remember, you feel that yarusenai. It never goes away; it just gets tucked away and forgotten for a while."
...
"The day after the funeral, I checked my company e-mail account, something I rarely did. I had an unopened e-mail from Hamaya.
It was sent about two days before she killed herself. I have never opened it. I've never had the courage. I don't want to know. I think I have a copy backed up on a hard disk somewhere. I'm not going to look for it.
What's yarusenai?
it's that one e-mail you never replied to and will never open. It's the bad advice you gave and the phone call you should have made and everything that came out of it. It's thinking about the friends that you suspect you might have been able to save."

(Tokyo Vice, J. Adelstein, 2010)

un grande giorno

stay hungry, stay foolish

oggi magnolia e' esausta. stanca del mondo. stanca di quei suoi piccoli problemi che la preoccupano e accompagnano da un po'.

stanca di dover lottare con la frustrazione al lavoro da 6 mesi. stanca di non risultare vagamente interessante per un ragazzo da lungo tempo. stanca di doversi sempre dire che 'non e' colpa tua, ognuno e' fatto a modo suo'.

bhe', questo modo a volte non mi va giu'. e certi giorni non ho nessuna voglia di essere ragionevole.

a place called home

Well, it's not hard to see
Anyone who looks at me
Knows I am just a rolling stone
Never landing anyplace to call my own
To call my own

Well, it seems like so long ago
But it really ain't you know
I started out a crazy kid
Miracle I made it through the things I did
The things I did

Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow
‘Til then, I travel alone
And I make my bed with the stars above my head
And dream of a place called home

I had a chance to settle down
Get a job and live in town
Work in some old factory
I never liked the foreman standing over me
Over me

Oh I’d rather walk a winding road
Rather know the things I know
See the world with my own eyes
No regrets, no looking back, no goodbyes
No goodbyes

Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow
‘Til then, I travel alone
And I make my bed with the stars above my head
And I dream of a place called home


This is how I feel very often. And in this feeling I often felt near to you. I'm traveling alone. I have not much stuff figured out. And I sometimes want to forget all my mental labyrinths and just do, enjoy. Because most of the time I am a let's-figure-it-out person. I get attached to people very soon, if I like that soul and the way that soul thinks. I am not really good with silence. I do not like silence very much. I scare people away, I know.

What a pity.

a clean sweep

the removal of all unwanted people or things in order to start afresh.

the gun

Doch gerade in letzter Zeit merke ich immer wieder, dass ich nicht in der Lage bin deine Gefühle zu erwidern. Ich komme mir oft sehr kalt dir gegenüber vor.

the scream

"I was out walking with two friends.

The sun began to set.

Suddenly the sky turned blood-red.

I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on a fence.

There was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city.

My friends walked on, and there I still stood, trembling with fear.

And I sensed an endless scream passing through nature."

Edvard Munch

"And finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside, and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and could be, if there weren't any other people living in the world."

Anne Frank

"I don't believe that the big men, the politicians and the capitalists alone are guilty of the war. Oh, no, the little man is just as keen, otherwise the people of the world would have risen in revolt long ago! There is an urge and rage in people to destroy, to kill, to murder, and until all mankind, without exception, undergoes a great change, wars will be waged, everything that has been built up, cultivated and grown, will be destroyed and disfigured, after which mankind will have to begin all over again."

Anne Frank

Frederick

Look at this story, it's wonderful!

For the German speakers: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OechPIMfI-Q&feature=related

And next winter you will be collecting sun rays, colors and words instead of grains and nuts!!!!

That's what I did yesterday together with a friend and his name is the same as the mouse, funny, don't you think?

nice words

I received an e-mail from a friend today. I don't know him very well. But I really liked the words he chose to propose to eat together in the canteen.

Did you have lunch already? I'm going soon, getting hungry... :)

Care to join me?

"Care to join me"...sometimes the English language can surprise us with its beauty. How delicate is this sentence?