from the old to the new and back again
hello kevin.
the last past few weeks have been experimental , experienced discoveries for I to have discovered, to have interlaced into my self as I am , as I seem to be in my self as myself , but in every breath still not the I , not the "we" who I actually am. Confusing, but what is exactely not confusing in this materialistation of thoughts which they turn out to be MATERIALIZED. Well , to be carrying on with this "quest" of "straightonity" , thoughts will may-be the absolute manifestation of ACTION/REACTION/SOLUTION recognisation capability and as I see the people in the streets , CHAOS I S momentarily the standard of egoistic positivity. I can tell. I do know. I do hear. I do see.
FAct is , that I have got to accept myself and allow myself to be living in this world in myself and as myself as a homeless person , because I was on my actuall way to be accepting myself to be loosing all and in realisation to myself I was looking forward to it. This sound very suspectively to some may-bee.
Health-Insurance in this state of GermAny is the most important to all of the germans , because if you´d be staying in hospital for one day the costs would be depending on about 1100 YourO´s.
I am living in a welfare state. That means, that if "I" have nothing at all : No flat, Not opulancies, No income : "Father State" offers "I" 348 YourO´s . I rejected those until now . My familiy cared, though . Six months without social welfare .
Now , I learned how to sleep in the woods . This is a region of woodland. Three or Four kilometers out of the city (of 370.000) you can lay your self down at nights to sleep for a 5-6 hours , and no-one will harm "I". A small campfire ( ofcourse known how to make one) and a sleeping bag, a bottle of water, and thats all "I" need at the moment. Friendes invite me to come to them, to sleep at their homes . I like that , and say yes.
I like the sounds of the forrest. And I like to realise the sounds. Allways something is happening. For example yesterday a friend of mine , a seemingly nice person who I met went back to the "safe place" to sleep .
We took the wrong route and I fell down about 2 meters , rolling downwards into a ditch, rolling all over my bags in absolute moon-shine darkness , thinking now you´ll break a bone. nothing happened and an animal of "I"-unknown nature (I guess a marten) sprang away and followed us , to be ( "I"-thinkingaly) supporting us . And we found our way .
To be away from the aggressivity of town is so great, is very advisable , as long as you know a supporter who shows you the right places , as long as he / she tells you where to go to be safE !
Right now , I am sitting in an internet cafe in my "home-town", writing these senteces. For about 5 minuits , right now I have been talking to my "Cafe-Neighbour" and tells his hole story of his , as I have to know now of 20 years of life , and I do like to listen to stories but I told him to not tell everything at once and then he smiled . hmm...
I Refused to claim/demand money from this state . I managed somehow. Now I sent my application to recieve "Hartz 4" ( as how it is called) . I realy like to be back in a home-base. Where I can store my very few important things . Now it is a simple backpack+sleeping-bag. This town is called Bielefeld . I play guitar . I play guitar for myself. Sometimes the impesitans throw a little money and I can buy some food . I am watching them partly. Mostly I look into the sky while playing guitar. I see a lot of eyes . Eyes of which I cannot elucidate.
I (lol) invented the internet - guitar . I simply hung an old phone cable upon the head of the guitar and now it seems to be more or less common. People now it . You know , " The INTERnet- GuitAR" . hehe.
A blog should´nt be written as an E-mail . A blog is an E-mail to the World , I guess.
THere is so much more I am going to be writing . There is so much more to be lietesning to. There is so much more ... People ... LISTEN . . . ´,)
On the road I meet so many of all of us . It is important . It is ! I realise ( what ever realization means)
Most importantely is to listen to every word in every single mo´ment. Of breah. Of being.
More to follow.
Greetings to Jesper, Winged, Yourtikiguy, SpamAnn ,Esteni , Paul and to anyone who reads and writes
Kev
the last past few weeks have been experimental , experienced discoveries for I to have discovered, to have interlaced into my self as I am , as I seem to be in my self as myself , but in every breath still not the I , not the "we" who I actually am. Confusing, but what is exactely not confusing in this materialistation of thoughts which they turn out to be MATERIALIZED. Well , to be carrying on with this "quest" of "straightonity" , thoughts will may-be the absolute manifestation of ACTION/REACTION/SOLUTION recognisation capability and as I see the people in the streets , CHAOS I S momentarily the standard of egoistic positivity. I can tell. I do know. I do hear. I do see.
FAct is , that I have got to accept myself and allow myself to be living in this world in myself and as myself as a homeless person , because I was on my actuall way to be accepting myself to be loosing all and in realisation to myself I was looking forward to it. This sound very suspectively to some may-bee.
Health-Insurance in this state of GermAny is the most important to all of the germans , because if you´d be staying in hospital for one day the costs would be depending on about 1100 YourO´s.
I am living in a welfare state. That means, that if "I" have nothing at all : No flat, Not opulancies, No income : "Father State" offers "I" 348 YourO´s . I rejected those until now . My familiy cared, though . Six months without social welfare .
Now , I learned how to sleep in the woods . This is a region of woodland. Three or Four kilometers out of the city (of 370.000) you can lay your self down at nights to sleep for a 5-6 hours , and no-one will harm "I". A small campfire ( ofcourse known how to make one) and a sleeping bag, a bottle of water, and thats all "I" need at the moment. Friendes invite me to come to them, to sleep at their homes . I like that , and say yes.
I like the sounds of the forrest. And I like to realise the sounds. Allways something is happening. For example yesterday a friend of mine , a seemingly nice person who I met went back to the "safe place" to sleep .
We took the wrong route and I fell down about 2 meters , rolling downwards into a ditch, rolling all over my bags in absolute moon-shine darkness , thinking now you´ll break a bone. nothing happened and an animal of "I"-unknown nature (I guess a marten) sprang away and followed us , to be ( "I"-thinkingaly) supporting us . And we found our way .
To be away from the aggressivity of town is so great, is very advisable , as long as you know a supporter who shows you the right places , as long as he / she tells you where to go to be safE !
Right now , I am sitting in an internet cafe in my "home-town", writing these senteces. For about 5 minuits , right now I have been talking to my "Cafe-Neighbour" and tells his hole story of his , as I have to know now of 20 years of life , and I do like to listen to stories but I told him to not tell everything at once and then he smiled . hmm...
I Refused to claim/demand money from this state . I managed somehow. Now I sent my application to recieve "Hartz 4" ( as how it is called) . I realy like to be back in a home-base. Where I can store my very few important things . Now it is a simple backpack+sleeping-bag. This town is called Bielefeld . I play guitar . I play guitar for myself. Sometimes the impesitans throw a little money and I can buy some food . I am watching them partly. Mostly I look into the sky while playing guitar. I see a lot of eyes . Eyes of which I cannot elucidate.
I (lol) invented the internet - guitar . I simply hung an old phone cable upon the head of the guitar and now it seems to be more or less common. People now it . You know , " The INTERnet- GuitAR" . hehe.
A blog should´nt be written as an E-mail . A blog is an E-mail to the World , I guess.
THere is so much more I am going to be writing . There is so much more to be lietesning to. There is so much more ... People ... LISTEN . . . ´,)
On the road I meet so many of all of us . It is important . It is ! I realise ( what ever realization means)
Most importantely is to listen to every word in every single mo´ment. Of breah. Of being.
More to follow.
Greetings to Jesper, Winged, Yourtikiguy, SpamAnn ,Esteni , Paul and to anyone who reads and writes
Kev
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