when i put my hand in the air, you can do whatever you want

when i put my hand in the air, you can do whatever you want
they say chivalry is dead
outside your brain, there is just energy and matter
it’s enough, we understand
how do we work this?
can i help?
There would be much to improve, if only one were dissatisfied enough
i just wanna say from the bottom of my heart: it’s a lovely day
are our sins catching up with us?
don’t text me, tell me straight to my face
Die Welt versteht sie nicht zu würdigen.
Ihre besondere Art von Witz versteht sie nicht.
we don’t know what the point is, but that’s the point
No one seemed to want anything from me. All the better. I didn’t want anything from anyone either.
why do we so dread to think of our species as a species?
the safety valve of speculation is: it might be so
there are so many truths
You may not have any influence on the downfall, but you do on your own preparation for it. One’s own preparation – with all its meticulousness – is therefore also a means of self-empowerment.
nothing to see here
there are so many truths
this is a time of triumph!
everything is alright
and i know you don’t even believe in ghosts
i know it’s absurd, but i am right
i wish i had a fortune cookie to validate my existance
and so we left
say, isn’t it strange?
How do you know it’s over?
it is lovely hanging out with you guys
As I grow older, I have more sympathy for people
(back to canvas)
it wasn’t me
there seems to be this notion, that society is ending.
But the fact of the matter is, it is just about to begin.
what if i am the future?
what if there is another world, less ridiculous and less sad?
lust for life
what is the cause of all this turmoil?
congratulations on making it so far
nothing to see here
don’t let my silence wound you –
I am just tired of words
safety requires the practice of all the rules pertaining to it
are you still looking?
don’t know shit about fuck