• By your side

    BEEP* THIS EVERLASTING DAY

  • Beep* is not available, she told Boop* so. Not yet. Now Recklessness & Must Have take over the ever so sweet mooded Boop*. With lubricating stories he attempts to expand the boundaries of their song. Will this please his beautiful Love?

  • So here she is, by my side. After all these years. A projection in the future. Created there thanks to the force of rejection, collapse, the energy that comes free when things come to an end. Is it a preview of what to come, or is it an epilogue? God knows.

  • What I find interesting as a man is that I can look into the future. Set a destination that fits. Walk up there. Is it I that is in charge, or am I just a puppet. I don’t care, I just put my left foot forward and sling my right foot passed my left. I don’t need to be right, just want to find out where I will arrive and create beautiful songs along the way.

  • By your side. By my side. By each other’s side. It is us, not me or she. I have a strong image in my head, a memory where we sat next to each other. Where we felt one and together looked ahead. What was to come or to tackle didn’t matter, we felt powerful and tender at the same time. We are a team, a tandem, a couple. It was pure friendship I felt. Man and Woman.

  • Trust

    The moment I need God He is there. I should call on Him more often. And so flip the common suspicion into trust.

  • In my recent works I constantly emphasize the good directions, show the roads that end to Happiness and Peace, that believe in that destination. I always saw that walking down the road with Beep* could only lead to a fine and peaceful destination, given the right opportunity of course. The few occasions we spoke about corruptive things going on, it always was with a promising Horizon. Most of the time we were silent, cause you often don’t speak about things going right.

  • It is very common to pronouce that when one needs God: “He isn’t there”. When I speak about “The-moment-I-need-God-He-is-there. I-should-call-on-Him-more-often.” I show myself the way out of corruptive scenes and remind myself the natural believe I had as a child that things would always turn out the best. And so if you go through my latest work you’ll see that I always flip the common suspicion into trust. That is what Beep* appreciated, what made her find peace near Me*.

  • Beep* January 25th 2017
    By your side

    You're the sweetest taste in years and years. My Man. However… I'm not available I told you so. Not yet. Ever or Never. When Days go by in an endless chain. When the path starts stretching to a never nearing Horizon. Then Bold & Brave will turn against me and Recklessness & Must Have are my realm… Ever or Never. Ever or Never. So Woman, read to me those last words please. True. Beep*, that secretary broad. What was I into with her! Right, I was to abduct & conquer her. Free myself from her cocoon. So what's the deal. Creative as a God I will be. I’ll send her in a labyrinth - Right, Enchanted Woods, I recall -. The world unrolls from under her heart red polished nails. There I'll leave her to her fate and clear her some paths unnoticed. Before she knows she’ll end in let’s say a glade. Why a glade I don’t know. But life knows many wonders. And so this Child finally looks around and thinks: Fuck, what an enchanting place this is. I’m deeply touched. I may want to cry. Tears of Happiness. Gosh Boop*, as if by magic I’m by Your side. I feel so great you held on to Us all those many years. In my infinite narrow-mindedness I could not ever imagine that it would feel so disarmingly full next to you. I really am incredibly happy to be with You. My Sweet Handsome Cool and Nice Man. I'm forever grateful! Fancy that I really wanted to save you in the back of my drawer. And now I can lay my head on your firm chest. And in this oblique position I peek into the very depth of your left pocket and meet face to face with that divine shining… How shall I put that. God-In-Heaven-Help-Me. All my words just drained away ... In short, all this fancy Gear… By the way, you have a nice bum for a mature lady Beep*. I pinned a nice photo to the inside of my skull. Each time I give up and wonder what to do with that Beep* I simply watch that pic and remember what I was going for you insanely filthy Crumpet. I feel the power throb in my veins again. Where that sprouts from I don't know. The moment I need God He is there. I should call on Him more often. Oh Boop*! Oh Boop*! Please stop! Don't hurt me with your lubricating stories. I won't slide in. Please understand Nice Man!