Liebe Blog-Besucher/innen,
Dear visitors of my blog,
herzlich willkommen in meinem Blog! Welcome to my blog!
Hey all,
currently the whole world is more or less struggeling within this acute crisis named corona. It's a great challenge to not loose track of one's own path. It's a great challenge to maintain some sort of balance between being aware of what happens around you and at the same time continueing to focus on what you're here for ... in this life ... within this weird web of wyrd. It's a great challenge to let this crisis infuse whatever you're doing, inspire and enrich it, in its own wyrd way.
Therefore besides everyday survival drama I am now focussing on writing my script for the fantasy-series I have started on Iceland. Want to get it into a form/structure so that I can send it to appropiate agents for Netflix/Amazon ... And there is this dystopian Sci-Fi-drama-project which so perfectly matches with what is happening right now which persistently grabs at my attention ... There are simply too many ideas buzzing in my brain and heart. Prioritization ... condensing, restructuring and working on "audience-oriented" plots is what I need to manifest now.
At the same time, music-compositions continue ... they have to ... as without composing music I definitely cannot survive all this ;))
I wish I had some
#Grundeinkommen or crowd-funding-stuff running for the upcoming year which takes the pressure of shifting day-jobs from my shoulders and enables me to dedicate my heart, wits and energy wholly on manifesting the Muses' inputs ...
Please support my work ... stream my music ... on ...:
iTunes, Spotify, Apple Music, Tidal, Amazon ...
Click here to find all the links together, including some previews ... .
Stay tuned and healthy! AnU, 26th March 2020.
Lyrical: Die Stadt und die Toten ... |
Die Stadt und die Toten
Oh Stadt!
Glänzend deine Kuppeln
Purpurrot wirklichkeitswund
Im Aufstieg der Wüstensonne
Deine Toten
Oh Stadt!
Getragen hast du sie
Vor deine Tore
Ihre linnenen Tücher
Blass windumzerrt
Flattern verloren
In der Wüstenweite
Sie nehmen dich mit
Oh Stadt!
Die Toten
In den Sand des Vergessens
Malen werd' ich dich
Oh Stadt!
Zeitenblind
Meine Augen angefüllt
Mit deinen Toten
Ins Land der
Erinnerung
Werd' ich dich malen
Mit meinen Worten
Mit meinen Liedern
Gedenke ich deiner Toten
Oh Stadt!
Die du getragen
Vor deine Tore
Im Aufstieg der Wüstensonne
Purpurrot wirklichkeitswund
Text und Foto © Ann-Uta Beißwenger 10. April 2018 (Lyrik), 2017 (Foto)
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