meine umwelt
avec moi, sans moi,
par moi
Ahh… and the tales I shall unfold
May blast comprehension if the truth be told
An ode to the masters, martyrs and whims
A satyr on life and sullied daydreams
(1996)
durate et vosmet rebus servate secundis
carry on and preserve yourselves for better times (Virgil)
Si je peu je peu je maxima peu je rie je cri je maxima di
Et le fli
Encircled by Arms aka My Mite
My mate My fate Ever late
faber est quisque fortunae suae
every man is architect of his own fortune
Spun from me a translucent thread
Left an ephemeral bubble
Right on turbulent shores
Spanning spinning orbiting
They heard, they came, they staked a claim,
dum spiro, spero
while I breathe, I hope
Did you take my hand?
Did you take my hand?
Out of season
Out of time
Did you take my hand?
Over the way