Echo

Echo is missing something. Or is it someone? Echo does not know, and does not need to know, let alone care or ponder the question. Asking is futile - as is the answer itself . Echo misses a construct; a thing that, right now, just exists in their mind. It starts scratching the surface of Echos consciousness once everything else deemed more important lies dormant. It starts creeping into the center of their attention when nothing of substance is thought of - but then, the thought imposes itself a...

I came, I saw, I ... I wanted to be; to be the guy who's seen by me to be the girl thats caught mine eye to be like them, but all at once to be like one, at seconds' whim "Being able to shapeshift would be so cool" - a childhoods dream even. Probably every childs dream at some point in their make believe games. And yet, should it become true, it might as well be an adults' curse. Boundless possibilites fit well in a childs' infinitely large, ever changing world. But what of all those poss...

"You know, it is rather quite hard to recreate feelings. It is one thing to re-live a situation yourself, to put yourself back into that moment that you want to re-experience; trying to immerse yourself fully in it to come as close to that happening you found yourself in, years or decades ago. Most memories and feelings associated with it become distorted and filtered by your own mind over time, for better or for worse - who knows. At times, certain classes of psychoachtive substances might circ...

Lately I find a horrid fascination in these carnal episodes that take me by surprise randomly, yet increasingly often. I have long understood and accepted the grandiose and confusing polymorph that is my mind, but it seems, a new characteristic is unveiled as of late, playing with my nerves, intensly exciting the mind before swinging rapidly into another, darker direction. Youth, I am told, experience something similare as they are coming of age, though nothing of that sort ever happened to me....

All the time it stares at me. All the time, out of sight, lurking in the dark, where none dare venture, hidden amongst the crowd of strangers, staring blankly and oblivious into the devices they carry in their spasmic hands. All the time, I barely overhear the whispers, like a maddening drone, drowned in the noise of regular days. All the time, I feel its presence near me, hiding behind my back, hiding just out of reach behind the mirror, from which an estranged face grins a hollow, uncanny smil...

A slow, tenuous, forced breath in. How long has it been - seconds, minutes, hours? How long, since I have to breath forcefully, because my lungs seem to have lost the hunger for air? How long, since I took that gruesome stuff? You, no I, stare at the window; a window reflecting, seemingly reflecting, the outside world onto a two dimensional plane lacking any depth whatsoever. A slow breath out. My body starts to calm down - it always does; relishing the letting go of whatever was left to hold on...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no ... no! It can't be. It mustn't be. You never got that letter - you wish. In your hands, trembling, you hold an unsuspiciously looking sheet of paper that you tore from its plain envelope. The sender was listed as Ministry of Defence, more specifically, the military high command. Your heart stopped, your blood grew cold, unable to breath, you tore it open recklessly, eager to find out it was a mistake, afraid of what it probably was. Deliriously you browsed the few lin...

What is identity? A question wrongly posed. Identity, for example, in the realm of pure mathematics is something very different from the semantics of 'identity' in our common lives (and also much quibbled about). A better question would be the following: What is personal identity? Ignoring the mathematically themed definitions, Merriam Websters' dictionary defines 'identity' as the distinguishing character or personality of an individual (individuality) the relation established by psychologic...

jetz dazöl mas nuamoi: du bist weda frou noch mou? sog wia geht des, wohea wasts? des heat sich komisch ou? wonn i mi frog, bin i a mou? was i ned was i do gspia; i wasas hoid; es is ned schwea ma siagt i bin a hea dia frog kriagst ouwa wieda gstöd eakläat hosts scho dreitosnd moi und wos mochst jetzt? dakläasts heit? gschnoid homs jo no kane leid wia gfuist di heid? dei tiafe stimm heats o wia vun an moi gfuist di heit mea duat, mea do? dei reckal geht da scho weng o De finganägl frisch l...

du kummst ham, vastaust dein zeig, putzt da de zähnt, wiafst di ins bed, und mochst de ogn sölig zu es is scho wieda so a nochd, wiasd as oiwa wieda host. fagessn konnst den schlof jetzt scho ruhig bereitst di fua of schmeaz dei kopf gehts duach de letztn wochn; iwa wos wüst ollas räan? de nochrichtn, de politik? des warad ois no vü z noamoi; dein kopf grobt os, gonz ondre sochn: des ane moi, dea folsche nom; "heast **-**-**, sog wia gehts?" a ondas moi reins foisch fo dia "na so gehts ned...

Warrior kitten, don't you fear even when your foe creeps near lurking neath the hull of men shooting out of spiteful eyes. Shapeshifters know the warriors ways they know of pain, their hearts ablaze they know the fight and take delight in being prepped in plainest sight your boots with power walk you down ready to kick each terf in town a heavy belt, quite tightly worn holds tact'cal pants which pockets adorn each one of them holds thigs of use: like stickers, laces and eddings in hues cute p...

War is a continuation of policy by other means. All wars are inseparable from the political systems that engender them. The policy which a given state, a given class within that state, pursued for a long time before the war is inevitably continued by that same class during the war, the form of action alone being changed. Lenin The world’s social-patriots think they are defending their country. Lenin Ein Ende dem Völkermord! Proletarier aller Länder, folgt dem heroischen Beispiel eurer italie...

Wir sind frustriert. Wir sind frustriert davon wie es läuft in Politik und Wirtschaft. Frustriert von der weltpolitischen Lage. Frustriert von Medien, die entweder zu viel oder zu wenig über unterschiedlichste Themen sprechen. Frustriert über die Ungerechtigkeit und ungleiche Verteilung überall. Und vorallem: frustriert, dass wir zu klein sind um daran etwas zu ändern, denn selbst im Job lassen sich die einfachsten Dinge nicht umsetzen weil die Manager um Geld und Kontrolle fürchten. Noch dazu ...

What is identity? A question wrongly posed. Identity, for example, in the realm of pure mathematics is something very different from the semantics of 'identity' in our common lives (and also much quibbled about). A better question would be the following: What is personal identity? Ignoring the mathematically themed definitions, Merriam Websters' dictionary defines 'identity' as the distinguishing character or personality of an individual (individuality) the relation established by psychologic...

1 - The veil of Humanity Werewolves, Skinwalkers, Changelings, Doppelgangers - Shapeshifters have captured the imagination and dread of humans since the dawn of the species. Seen as gods, bringers of omens and spirits good or bad, the subcategory enganging in human mimicry mostly invokes almost extistential dread wherever it is brought up. The bare idea, your most trusted companions may in reality have been replaced by something which is not really human, and certainly is not the beloved friend...

As of late, sleep does not come easily upon me, for nearly every night, before losing my mind to the realms of dream and unconscious darkness, I find myself stuck in the same nightmareish vision, that has haunted me for months now. It is but before I truely settle in the final pre-sleep position, that I am overcome by this dread. While many in these moments or even hours recall their days and dwell on troubles, I had rarely found myself in a position, not being able to bygo this useless debate. ...