Schriftstellerin CfFaust
Theaterwissenschaftlerin die unter dem Pseudonym CfFaust podcastet und bloggt. Hier gibt es Geschichten zu Graffiti, die mich besonders inspiriert haben. Dazu gehören das Graffiti des Traurigen Mädchens aus Mainz, der City Ghost aus Frankfurt a.M. und das Graffiti des Streetartist Hazul aus Porto. Die Geschichten nenne ich Streetart Stories die pro Blogpost rückwärts gelesen einen inhaltlichen Zyklus ergeben.
I am
Body, blood and bones
DNS with divine spice
History of my ancestors
Product of my society
All in all
I was and I will be
But I am never just instantly me
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I’m a lonely seagull on the world wide sea
Diving inside shoreless fantasy
“Wave after wave” listening to clouds full of sounds
While my eyes just flickr through things that go round.
“I like” to – “follow” swarms I don’t know
But sometimes I’m tumblrd ‘cause birds twitter loud,
Then I need to rest on some silent bay
I shop from the couch, and chat just to grouch.
Tired from surfing I look for a stream
Flood irrigation brings virtual release
My friend is a pirate keeping me up to date
He knows I hate stealing, but knowledge isn’t cheap
So, the web of influence I call legal dealing
‘Cause there I’ve studied every artist I like
Call it reproductive, for me it’s a plus
‘Cause I’m an incarnation of every “hot fuss”.
My body is so plastic that I need surgery
My voice was created by golden microphones
My character was written by some screenplay guy
My love life a stage managed honest lie.
I am a copy of your very own dreams
You designed me to survive and to run free
Leave me disguised ‘cause I’m very shy
Gossip in public makes me wanna get high.
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I am
Body, blood and bones
DNS with divine spice
History of my ancestors
Product of my society
All in all
I was and I will be
But I am never just instantly me
wahrlich, eine schöne Seite, so poetisch
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! the’d advertise – you know!
How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!
(Emily Dickinson)
Lovely and terrifiying piece of truth. It seems to me like you have anticipated the new Kendric Lamar album – the atmosphere of the society and individual collapsing echoes somewhere in the background. Thank you for this!