There is a hunger, deep inside,
Rooted in the conviction that what we have is insufficient,
It grows, fed by fake ideas of what could be,
Climbing across our minds, creeping into our thoughts
To take possession of our goals
Of our dreams
Of our life
There once was a girl.
She was brought into her world by parents who loved her.
She had everything she needed to live a perfect life.
She was perfect. Continue reading
Go to sleep!
Embrace the darkness.
Accept that you are going to have to spend some time in silence with your thoughts.
She is going to be there.
Waiting for you, like a disease that has grown to become a part of you.
Like a light, guiding your way through the darkness, burning you. Continue reading
Our life consists of pictures. Little moments when time seems to hesitate just long enough for us to capture them. Adding them all together, we end up with a movie we can neither rewind nor skip ahead. Everything is constantly changing, the people that step into the picture, the motives and the backgrounds.
In the course of this movie, there is one picture we as cameramen will never fully be able to see. It’s going to be one of the most important pictures in the whole movie, yet we will never be able to take a glimpse at it: A portrait of the protagonist if you will, our self-perception. Continue reading