Enter at your own risk

Next year is on the doorstep. All right, i can't hold it back, so come in already. But don't think you will get anything from me. You may expect a lot from me, but i won't deliver this time. See, we all have our problems. Your predecessor fooled me, so it's up to you to prove, that it is worth to invest my time for your crap. Be seeing you.

What they don't tell you

There is no promise of a paradise in life. The only reward you may expect is to know that you've done the right thing. Only in movies a hero saves the day because he just has nothing else to do. Normal people just live their lives and when they become heroes they will be ripped out of their live and thrown into the new plot. There is only the choice to lose or to try to stick to your ideals. If you have nothing but your conscience it is your conscience you should trust. Then, perhaps, you will succeed in not losing yourself. But you may do so,perhaps, by losing your life.

Sweet child o'mine

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that
special place
And if I stared too long
I'd probably break down and cry

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me
of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine

Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine

(Guns'n'Roses)

It's just the smoke

I'm fine. Thanks. Don't worry about me, I will get along. It's ok, I'm quite comfortable with my situation. Please don't stop here: Nothing to see. Its just smoke, there never was a life here.

Free to wonder, free to roam

The sky is wide open, i would fly if i were you. So use your chance, use your luck and use your wings. You may be aware that your wings are not able to carry you. Physically it is impossible. But it is the faith, the freedom and the magical upwash that is your will to fly and your belief that you can do it, that will carry you into the air and to far places. I for myself will stay on the ground and walk. I will travel the slow, winding path that leads to a next spring. My curiosity is not big enough to feel an urge and I won't have the power to fly for some time, but it's ok. I don't care. Much.