Moralische Stärkung beim Widerstand
Der freche Humor von Ape&Feuerstein belebt die Geister und die Zuversicht, wenn man sich mal wieder im Zweifel über die Notwendigkeit seines Engagements gegen Mißstände befindet und einen kräftigen Schluck moralische Stärkung braucht.
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Down into the maze at raum2
Kreativität und künstlerische Kraft spiegelt sich in den Objekten, die aus spontanen Aktionen hervorgehen und im gesamten Bereich von raum2 in Tramm anzutreffen sind. Eine ganz besondere Atmosphäre.
A very special place. Living creativity.
Ausstellung/Exhibition during the Kulturelle Landpartie 2015 in raum2 Tramm
Freude der Verkleidung und Selbstdarstellung
Die Kulturelle Landpartie – das Kulturfestival Norddeutschlands beginnt in einer Woche am Donnerstag den 14.Mai 2015 und dafür hoffen wir alle auf gutes Wetter!
Wie immer zwischen Himmelfahrt und Pfingsten! Vom 14. BIS 25. MAI 2015
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Find out who you are and do it on purpose
“ Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”
Still regenerating
“To learn to see- to accustom the eye to calmness, to patience, and to allow things to come up to it; to defer judgment, and to acquire the habit of approaching and grasping an individual case from all sides. This is the first preparatory schooling of intellectuality. One must not respond immediately to a stimulus; one must acquire a command of the obstructing and isolating instincts.” Friedrich Nietzsche,
Just a dust of snow
This morning I went up the little path behind my house through the woods to reach the wide open. The snow powdered fields where still overcast but the sun finally made it through. Not more than a white dust covered the ground for the first time this winter. When the light intensified my mood rose with the enforced whiteness, my walk got winged as my spirit, the dark colours subsided with the upcoming light. How nice winter can be!
May we all have a good and peaceful New Year 2015!
There are nights when the wolves are silent
The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.
Carl Sandburg
The stacking of stones is a recent practice, and is probably due to buddhist monks stacking stones, as well, in the past. This practice is probably a form of worshipping, but it’s mainly a gesture of asking or wishing for good fortune to be bestowed on the stacker and his/her family. Each stone within the stack represents a particular wish and possibly, family member.
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Fall colors are funny
“Fall colors are funny. They’re so bright and intense and beautiful. It’s like nature is trying to fill you up with color, to saturate you so you can stockpile it before winter turns everything muted and dreary.” ― Siobhan Vivian
It was very quiet. The woods were made for secrecy.
“When we lose these woods, we lose our soul. Not simply as individuals, but as a people.” ― Kevin Walker
There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves
“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
― Yoko Ono
Red as the fire wind
Belongs to the one and only Rollings Stones Museum in Germany in Lüchow/ Lower Saxony
Chairs are about status
I’m not sure I always feel like I’m in the seat. Sometimes I’m only holding on by one hand and flying out behind the roller coaster. I don’t know anybody who doesn’t feel that way. – David Morse
Remember you are more than half water
“Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.” ― Margaret Atwood
You can’t stop your thoughts when the flames fade slowly
“Can he love her? Can the soul really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn – to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise…” ― Emma Thompson
I might not be where I want to be, but thank God I’m not where I used to be
I am an idealist. I don’t know where I’m going but I’m on my way.
Abendlicher Waldweg nach Riebrau durch die Göhrde.
