WHY DO YOU STAY THE WAY YOU ARE?*

https://bermudafunk.org/hoeren/sendungen/switch-fuer-immer-punk hohohu! upstairs the full text & bermudafunk <3 site`s superlovely other shows* wie hast du du deinen luxuskörper heute die ersten 10 minuten nach dem aufwachen verwendet so? how did you use your luxurious body for the first 10 minutes after opening your eyes today? bugün gözlerine actiktan sonra ilk 10 dakikada muhteşem vücudunu nasıl kullandın? *fisheries office, customs office, finance office, forestry office, public order office, patent office, social welfare office, bailiff's office- school office- is there perhaps somewhere a soul office? about three weeks ago, it popped up on my phone out of nowhere... and for the first time, i thought: "okay, hey, that's crazysick, taylan! i never, ever expected to press that one function, that one button! it's the thumbs-down button. and it's on this song on YouTube: gerda himmelblau - i hate all people - the beat is super cool. while listening to the lyrics, i sit anxiously on the edge of the bed, zoom in a little, and now i feel sick. a perfect made ai-song. a few tons of loaded container ships filled with sad cans of tuna are now lying on my chest and in my heart. the song—i have to stop it - i don't want to hear another word. as i do, i read the comments— i put my free hand over my mouth in horror. automatically, i keep starting to leave comments. how easily and intelligently captured, how manipulable... yet disillusioned, i look at the blinking cursor, and he looks back at me — but each time i delete what i'm writing. i'm at the end of the alphabet again. whether out of alienation, shock, or inner intelligence and wisdom, i leave no comment. disturbed by so much negativity, i put my phone far away from me, as if it stinks or is burning hot — for maybe half an hour, i'm in a terrible mood because of this experience and feel this heaviness. i also feel a great sadness, hostility, and powerlessness in my chest now. the corners of my mouth reach down to the earth's core—and i allow it all— then at some point, i shake myself, take a deep breath in and out, place my hands on my heart, and send lots of light, pink and green neon light, through my heart into the DARKNESS.* through conversations with trusted people, i've become somewhat... more peaceful with songs like these. not everyone wants the same thing. many also find some common ground with the song's content and have certainly experienced a lot of crap and frustration with people—no question about it! so this song speaks to their souls, as i've read— i remember—everyone is allowed to develop in their own time. or not.* so—who am i to judge? in any case, the intelligence within ME has automatically decided not to invest any energy in any of this. instead i prefer to imagine what the world i want to live in looks like. i like that- i want all children and people to know their worth - i like that they all go into bed with a full stomach, i like that they feel safe, unconditionally loved, and secure - that they feel so incredibly good that they never again feel the urge to reach for weapons and kill each other - i want them to know this soon, and right now.* I AM. So´ham* & I AM SO VERY GRATEFUL FOR YOU-ARE HERE RIGHT NOW* STAY HEALTHY & GOLDY* KISSKISSPEWPANG* SIBEL*