to you…

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there’s always been you

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there’ll always be you

TaTaTaraNKa

You fly with your own wings,

you prophet of a better time.

And no phoenix who flies with her own wings,

can ever soar too high…

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heavy heart…

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with every beat it seems to sink lower, deeper in the chest, furhter away from me – my heavy heart;

with every beat it brings new strings of thoughts;

Why do they feel heavy?

2009 is going to be a great year for me. I am living in a perfect world now – for the first time in my life. And I have created this world – a shelter, sometimes a fortress, sometimes a refuge and always a well. From here I feel yearning for the world, to understand, to understand even more, to be there in the world and take it all in, perceive everything and invite everything into my soul. With the warmth from my well.

I stand tall with arms wide spread and senses wide open: 2009!

With the warmth from my well, I will live a positive life, a good life where everyday is a chance to realize a new year’s resolution, where every day means a chance to make the world, this world a little better. 2009!

I felt this paramount joy and lightheartedness for this new year – in this period that doesn’t really exist but yet feels so real: inbetween the years. And it is a challenge to be reflective in enthusiasm to perceive when the universe is talking to you.

My heart is heavy. I can hear the universe.

Today I saw old faces, from old times. Just like that. What do they tell? What does my heavy heart tell? We all carry a backpack with us loaded with souvenirs from the past. But we actually don’t need that backpack because the souvenirs from the past are also in our souls. I can feel mine more and more and more and more frequently – thanks to the warmth from my well. My soul contains the universe. I feel it.

Today I do.

So, I swing the backpack from its warming and comforting but also heavy pulling spot on my back to the floor in fron of me. There it stands and my thoughts are heavy. They can feel that they will be unpacked now. Unpacked and left on the street of history.

- when times transforms into history but brings no fruits, future images get pale-

A heavy thought.

Today the universe told me something and I think I understood. The backpack is empty now. My heart is still heavy and so are my eyes.

But: 2009 – here I come. Volle Kraft voraus ohne Rucksack mit Licht in den Augen.

-you are just a part of it; so get to the heart of it; cause if you don’t go, you won’t know-

 

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With a smile…

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created by Kristina Sperkova, for ACTIVE - sobriety, friendship and peace

Human Rights Day…

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10/12!

www.activeeurope.org

Check the press release!

And participate in the campaign!

Human Rights for ALL! Alcohol for NOBODY!

Human Rights Day…

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tomorrow.

Are you ready?

Human Rights… it will be 60 years of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. When it was created and signed by the international community in 1948, short after WW2, it meant a revolution.

Where is the revolution today?

For me it is time again to dwell a moment or two on: Human Rights…

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They are, above all (philosophical debate item, political propaganda object, content of modern constitutions, the demand – put into a document – for a better life for all, the assurance that we are – despite all differences – equal before the law) a promis to me, a hope.

A hope because they are a symbol for that a time of great evil can bear a great fruit – if we get together, if we open our minds and hearts a little.

A promis because Human Rights is what I HAVE. In our world, they have to be protected and it is the state who is supposed to do so. But besides all that, I have that – dignity because I am a being; freedom because at one point I was created;

When the egg and the same merge, life is created and with it a Human’s rights. That is the promis to me. It is the promis that we are all the same, biologically. Apes are the same, and so are birds and reptiles – to us. But among us we draw those lines…

A Human’s rights – that is the promis to be able at one point in future to obtain the meta level and see that we ARE one; one people. We stand on the same soil, breath the same air, drink the same water. From that meta level we have the same skills and we have ALL the same fate.

Human Rights are the promis that we can create this world – one of these days.