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The Indian at the funfair

The Indian at the fun­fair, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Evening fell on the tum­bling city below like a vel­vet blan­ket. Lights streamed from the fun­fair down­town, cast­ing a rain­bow of col­ors on a par­tially cloudy sky. A large har­vest moon smiled on the busy traf­fic below before gaz­ing back at the stars. The sun

Far away there

Far away there, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. I do not want to be, no I can­not be silent about that which is not here, yet, that which is no there, yet, but that which is far away there, out in the dis­tance, draw­ing ever closer, step by step, beat by beat. Not by our

The silence heralds Charon’s imminent arrival

The silence her­alds Charon’s immi­nent arrival, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. That which was fad­ing has now come to pass. The last win­ter light, ash and livid, floats across the waters, above bare trees, watch­ing for the pass­ing of the sea­son of white and slum­ber. New light breaks across the sky. Famil­iar sil­hou­ettes begin to

Now we are shells

Now we are shells, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. We’re mov­ing, but not by our own design Shuf­fling towards the fin­ish line It’s illu­sive, shift­ing, tilt­ing There, on the shores of plenty We desire, we want, we need Yet we do not under­stand Nor do we seem to real­ize That we lost our­selves, our lives

Value and worth

Value and worth, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Say, how much do you think you’re worth? Maybe $8 an hour? Or $50/h? Or $150/h? How about $45,000 a year? Or $100,000? I think you can tell where I am going. There are sev­eral value sys­tems we’re deal­ing with fre­quently, the most influ­en­tial being our income.

A red dichotomy

A red dichotomy, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Fields of red Color of pas­sion   Color of dread Like love flow­ing   Blood spilled My appre­ci­a­tion, grow­ing   I turn in dis­gust My heart rejoice’   My soul shud­ders For warmth fills its cham­bers   As anger and rage flut­ters As I imag­ine all the peo­ple   Don’t want to think

That golden path

That golden path, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. To me life is about bal­ance. I am always inclined to find what is referred to in Ger­man as the “gold­ener Mit­tel­weg”, roughly trans­lated the “golden (mid­dle) path”, though the actual Eng­lish equiv­a­lent is “happy medium”. I avoid extremes, my motto being that too much of a