Am 06.07.2018 um 22.53 Uhr verstarb meine unendlich geliebte Frau "Rosi"

Regen

Da draußen regnet es weit und breit.
Es regnet graugraue Verlassenheit.
Es plaudern tausend flüsternde Zungen.
Es regnet tausend Erinnerungen.
Der Regen Geschichten ums Fenster rauscht.
Die Seele gern dem Regen lauscht.

Der Regen hält dich im Haus gefangen.
Die Seele ist hinter ihm hergegangen.
Die Insichgekehrte ist still erwacht,
Im Regen sie weiteste Wege macht.
Du sitzt mit stummem Gesicht am Fenster,
Empfängst den Besuch der Regengespenster.

Max Dauthendey (1867 - 1918), deutscher Dichter und Maler

Es ist besser, mit einer Sache zu beginnen, die zum Ziele führen kann, als solchen Dingen, die zu keinem Ende führen, fortwährend Kraft und Eifer zuzuwenden.

Sir Francis von Verulam Bacon (1561 - 1626), englischer Philosoph, Essayist und Staatsmann, entwarf die Methodologie der Wissenschaften

Wer vom Ziel nicht weiß,
kann den Weg nicht haben,
wird im selben Kreis
all sein Leben traben;
kommt am Ende hin,
wo er hergerückt,
hat der Menge Sinn
nur noch mehr zerstückt.

Christian Morgenstern (1871 - 1914), deutscher Schriftsteller, Dramaturg, Journalist und Übersetzer

Quelle: Morgenstern, Gedichte. Wir fanden einen Pfad, 1914. Aus: Wer vom Ziel nicht weiß

Wenn der Mensch in Bewegung ist, so ersinnt er sich immer ein Ziel dieser Bewegung. Um tausend Werst zu gehen, muß sich der Mensch notwendig vorstellen, daß am Ende dieser tausend Werst sich etwas Gutes befinde. Man muß die Vorstellung von einem gelobten Land haben, um die Kraft zu besitzen, die Bewegung fortzusetzen.

Leo Tolstoi (1828 - 1910),

What am I to you
Tell me darling true
To me you are the sea
Vast as you can be
And deep the shade of blue

When you're feeling low
To whom else do you go
See I cry if you hurt
I'd give you my last shirt
Because I love you so...

If my sky should fall
Would you even call
Opened up my heart
I never want to part
I'm giving you the ball

When I look in your eyes
I can feel the butterflies
I love you when you're blue
Tell me darlin true
What am I to you

Yah well if my sky should fall
Would you even call
Opened up my heart
Never want to part
I'm giving you the ball

When I look in your eyes
I can feel the butterflies
Could you find a love in me
Could you carve me in a tree
Don't fill my heart with lies

I will you love when you're blue
Tell me darlin true
What am I to you
What am I to you
What am I to you

What did you say
I know I saw you singing
My ears won't stop ringing
Long enough to hear
Those sweet words
What did you say

End of the day
The hour hand has spun
Before the night is done
I just have to hear
Those sweet words
Spoken like a melody

All your love
Is a lost balloon
Rising up through the afternoon
'Til it could fit on the head of a pin

Come on in
Did you have a hard time sleeping
'Cause a heavy moon was keeping me awake
And all I know is I'm just glad to see you again

See my love
Like a lost balloon
Rising up through the afternoon
And then you appear

What did you say
I know you were singing
My ears won't stop ringing
Long enough to hear
Those sweet words
And your simple melody

I just have to hear
Your sweet words
Spoken like a melody
I just wanna hear
Those sweet words

We all got to die
But some people
Some people
Some people got to suffer before they die

This about a man
He's gonna be driven

Some people die of someones hands
Some people die of their own But this man's gonna be driven to suicide
Woke up this morning
In a deep deep
a deep sleep
I found out
I found out
I found out
I was still existing
Jesus didnt answer my prayer
I don't want to suffer

Don't want
to look ahead
Don't want
but to be dead
I don't want to be
Alive Alive Alive
I can't break bread with friends that arnt there
Fend a thousand people Turn sweet metal
Into arms
Been on this earth
Too long of a time like this
Don't want to be here
Alive Alive Alive

Abendsprache

Und geht es zu Ende, so laßt mich allein
mit mir selber auf einsamer Heide sein;
will nichts mehr hören und nichts mehr seh'n,
will wie ein totes Getier vergeh'n.

Das graue Heidemoos mein Sterbebett sei,
Die Krähe singt mir die Litanei.
Die Totenglocke läutet der Sturm,
begraben werden mich Käfer und Wurm.

Auf meinem Grabe soll stehen kein Stein,
kein Hügel soll dorten geschüttet sein;
kein Kranz soll liegen, da wo ich starb,
keine Träne fallen, wo ich verdarb.

Will nichts mehr hören und nichts mehr sehn,
wie ein totes Getier, so will ich vergeh'n;
und darum kein Hügel und deshalb kein Stein:
spurlos will ich vergangen sein.

Hermann Löns (1866 - 1914), deutscher Naturforscher, Tierschilderer, Heide- und Liederdichter

I'd travel the world with you Cause I know where you'd go
& I know you've wanted to
Since I let you close
& I see the water
As we fly to Rome
If we have a daughter
I'll make sure she knows
That we are only young, but we hope that we're enough
& we were so surprised, with all the things you taught us
Until the day arrives , where you don't fit in my arms
I only hope you grow up knowing that you are loved.
She said, I'd wait
I said , I'd stay
As long as you marry me.
I would travel the world with you
You just have to ask
Perhaps we should plan it through
With three seats at last
& I feel the water
As we run a bath
For our three month old daughter
Who's just learnt how to laugh
& Time is moving slow, but you've been growing so fast
& You were born with eyes that help us understand love
Until the day arrives where you no longer need us
Know you are the best thing that's ever happened to us
She said, I'd wait
I said , I'd stay
As long as you marry me.
I said , maybe
You'll come with me
& We'll start a family

Lyrics

Ghost, I see you standing there
Don't turn away, I want you to stay
Ghost, what's your name?
Why so surprised? I'm interested

You're just a soul that blends into the crowd
I hear you so loud no one else hears a sound
You reach out your hand no one else feels a thing
And I'm just a stranger who could be a friend

You could have been so great
I won't let you slip away
Is there any hope for us left
Even a ghost needs a friend

You could have been someone
But you let them into your head
I want you to know this instead
That I see the light in your chest

Ghost, where you from?
I can take you away, so far away
Ghost, I'll make sure they all see
The kind of man, that you can be

Open your lungs and inhale my words
I see in your eyes a reflection of hurt
The book in your mind hasn't come to an end
There's always a page that hasn't been read

You could have been so great
I won't let you slip away
Is there any hope for us left
Even a ghost needs a friend

You could have been someone
But you let them into your head
I want you to know this instead
That I see the light in your chest

Your heart, it beats, forever, forever, we see
I will believe that there's a ghost in me
Your lungs, they breathe, forever, forever, we see
I will believe

"Saturn"
You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

With shortness of breath, I’ll explain the infinite
How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.

If I ever leave you, baby
You can say I told you so
And if I ever hurt you
You know I hurt myself as well

Is that any way for a man to carry on?
Do you think I want my loved one gone?
Said, I love you more than you'll ever know
More than you'll ever know

When I wasn't making much money
You know where my paycheck went
You know I brought it home to you, baby
And I never spent a red cent

Is that any way for a man to carry on?
Do you think I want my loved one gone?
Said, I love you more than you'll ever know
More than you'll ever know

Now listen to this
I'm not trying to be, just any kind of man, no I ain't
I'm just trying to be somebody
You can love, trust and understand

I know, I know, I know that I can be
A part of you that no one else could see, yeah
But I gotta hear you say, I got to hear you say
It's alright

I'm only flesh and blood
But I could be anything that you demand
I could be King of everything
Or just a tiny grain of sand, now tell me

Is that anyway for a man to carry on?
Do you think that I want my loved one gone?
I love you more than you'll ever know
I said, "I love you, I love, I love you"
Don't want nobody else but you

Man hat nicht gelebt, bis man etwas gefunden hat, wofür es sich lohnt zu sterben.

Unbekannt

Und doch verwickelt uns nichts in größeres Unheil, als daß wir uns nach dem Gerede der Menge richten, in dem Wahne, das sei das Beste, was sich allgemeinen Beifalls erfreut und wofür sich uns viele Beispiele bieten, und daß wir nicht nach Maßgabe vernünftiger Einsicht, sondern des Vorganges anderer leben.

Lucius Annaeus Seneca (ca. 4 v. Chr. - 65 n. Chr.), genannt Seneca der Jüngere; römischer Philosoph, Stoiker, Schriftsteller, Naturforscher und Politiker; Selbsttötung auf Geheiß seines ehem. Schülers Nero (Römischer Kaiser von 54 - 68)

Das Seltenste

Steig in der Erde Nacht!
Wohl manchen edlen Stein
Findst du in stillem Schacht,
Der unversehrt und rein.

Tauch' in des Meeres Grund,
Such' am einsamen Riff!
Manch Perle rein und rund
Hascht ein geschickter Griff.

Geh hin, wo sich ohn' Ruh'
Der Menschenmarkt bewegt, –
Nicht ein Herz findest du,
Das keine Narbe trägt.

Justinus Kerner (1786 - 1862), deutscher Arzt, Dichter der schwäbischen Romantik und Romanautor

Quelle: Kerner, J., Die Dichtungen des Justinus Kerner, Cotta, Stuttgart 1834. Originaltext

Es ist Nacht,
und mein Herz kommt zu dir,
hält's nicht aus,
hält's nicht aus mehr bei mir.

Legt sich dir auf die Brust,
wie ein Stein,
sinkt hinein,
zu dem deinen hinein.

Dort erst,
dort erst kommt es zur Ruh,
liegt auf dem Grund
seines ewigen Du.

Christian Morgenstern (1871 - 1914), deutscher Schriftsteller, Dramaturg, Journalist und Übersetzer