Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: Society

  • Thought of the day

    “Every one begins to survey the rest, and wishes to be surveyed himself; and public esteem acquires a value. He who sings or dances best; the handsomest, the strongest, the most dexterous, the most eloquent, comes to be the most respected: this was the first step towards inequality, and at the same time towards vice.…

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  • Thought of the day

    “His conclusion was that things were not always what they appeared to be. The cub’s fear of the unknown was an inherited distrust, and it had now been strengthened by experience. Thenceforth, in the nature of things, he would possess an abiding distrust of appearances. He would have to learn the reality of a thing…

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  • Thought of the day

    “The willingness to change one’s identity, or at least add a second identity – perhaps one of the most painful psychological experiences humans can encounter but also one of the most liberating – is shaped first and foremost by the willingness of the host culture to accept the immigrant into the community. As long as…

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  • Ouă “împistrite” şi “încondeiate”: The Romanian tradition of Easter egg painting

    Munich, 20.03.2015. The Romanian General Consulate hosted an exhibition and hands-on demonstration of the craft by folk artist Letitia Orsivschi – the founder of Romania’s unique “Egg Museum” (which holds 6000 decorated eggs from all over the world). SEE HOW IT’S DONE!  // UND SO WIRD’S GEMACHT! (siehe unten) Below, an excerpt of the actual videotaped…

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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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  • 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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  • 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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  • 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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  • 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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  • The Measure of a Man

    Lest we forget, in the hustle and bustle of our lives: “Not – How did he die? But – How did he live? Not – What did he gain? But – What did he give? These are the units to measure the worth Of a man, regardless of birth. Not – What was his station?…

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  • From Transylvania to Auschwitz, by bike

    In memory of Eva Heyman. Who’s Eva Heyman? Don’t worry, I hadn’t heard of her either, until this friend of mine from Cluj, Romania, shared with me his dream of pedaling to Auschwitz in her honor. Eva Heyman was 13 years old, and she kept a diary. Read the full story here: https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/from-transilvanya-to-auschwitz-by-bike And if…

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