Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: ENGLISH

  • Perlacher Forst – Munich, 2015

    Winter landscapes in Munich’s south end. A journey that starts at dawn and extends into the afternoon. Copyright A. Sepi

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  • Munich, 70 years after Auschwitz…

    Today, 27.01.2015, is the 70th commemoration of the liberation of Auschwitz. Glimpses caught yesterday in the city that witnessed the rise of national socialism all those years ago and which now takes pride in its vivid diversity and its Anti-Bagida movement. On my way home, I saw a man meditate in the subway station. He was sitting upright…

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  • Winter in Harlaching

    Iarna in Harlaching … and overnight… … si peste noapte… … so now… … iar acum…

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  • Loss of faith

    i swam like a fish to the bottom of my being. at the bottom of that sea of sand i swam into yesterday. i drilled softly for the pearls to collect in my little necklace of happiness. i flapped my little fish tail around and stirred up the sand at the bottom of the sea…

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  • The road to excellence

    “DESIRE is the starting point of all achievement; not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire that transcends everything” – Napoleon Hill Why don’t I see enough people around me in whom this desire pulsates anymore? Not even the young ones. Benjamin Disraeli once said that there is no education like adversity. Is…

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  • New Year’s Eve under the Eiffel Tower

    Before you go all “Aaaah!…” and “Wow!…” Paris was impressive, but also crowded and rather unromantically dirty. :-) You see, there’s Paris and there’s Paris. There is Paris with children; Paris for lovers; Paris of the learned and Paris of the uncultured; Paris for seniors and Paris for the hip and “chic“. And then there’s all of…

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  • The commercialization of Christmas…

    … the commercialization of life.  Living in constant temptation. Craving and crushed by the “loss” of not getting it all. Exhausted by the pain of giving up that which we never had in the first place. Chasing peer-sanctioned matter. Arduously. Everything becomes a purpose in itself, and none of it is real. Cosmetics to mask…

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  • The Trees That Wanted To Travel

    … A PARABLE Do you know the story about the trees that wanted to travel? These were young, tall,  beautiful, trees, and they were able to see very far away. The horizons they saw looked so sunny and pleasantly warm, and appealing. So the trees wondered if not maybe in those lands, far, far away,…

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  • R.I.P. Unfi!

    Our dog died yesterday. He was our first. We did’t even know what to do with him in the beginning. We learned. He lived to be 17 and a half years old – the stray puppy that had once looked like a small strange rat. He died naturally, of old age. He was completely blind,…

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  • Adventures at Matterhorn

    – by guest blogger Armand Csordas – It all started when I found out that I can get a car for tests over the long German reunification weekend. In the office I have a reputation as a fan of front drive family cars, something quite rare in my company, which produces mainly rear drive overpowered race cars. I…

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  • Keyboards

      dear God is so annoyingly old-fashioned that he’s gone thousands of years without an upgrade in design. we are obsolete. we continue to be born with hands – tools for tactile emotion – even though there is no one to hold, even though there is no one to touch, even though everything is nothing…

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  • Deutschland – Servicewüste?

    Another glorious day for German sales services and German sales people. So I’ve been sick for a week and I’m entering the pharmacy to get some vitamin gummy bears and maybe a nose spray. The only shop assistant present is busy going through the entire cosmetics product range with a middle-aged woman. Besides me, there…

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