David Lynch: On Creativity



I create

my thoughts, my memories, my fantasies

this is who I am
this is who I want to be

the sound of words
the arrangement of letters
the imagination of time and space
people and places

I am free

through writing
I create myself
my own world
how it should be

Ossip Mandelstam: The tragic Life of an incredible Poet


Some days ago, I went to the exhibition “Ossip Mandelstam – Wort und Schicksal (word and destiny)” in Heidelberg’s oldtown. The Jewish Russian poet and essayist was a student at Heidelberg University in 1909/10, and it was here that he started writing. His tragic life shows how much our lives are influenced by policy-makers and that beautiful art always finds a way to come to the surface.

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We need new narratives


I studied German and Comparative Literature at the University of Heidelberg. My Bachelor thesis was about the image of Indian women in German literature. A lot of German writers were fascinated by India and thought it would be like a real paradise on Earth. Nevertheless, I found out that writers such as Goethe, Hesse and Mann showed a very one-sided image of Indian women.

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How do you explain to your children

That politicians are not there to protect them
But to make a pact with the devil

That they have to eat poison and GM foods
As if it’s unquestionable

That other children have to experience nightmares
With wide-opened eyes

That their personal data is going to be sold
To make a profit out of their lives

That the sea level is on the rise
Forests are burning

That people take alcohol, tablets, drugs
That they are hurting

They hurt each other and themselves
And live on as if it was normal

As if everything is okay
And they would be immortal

So many spread hatred, instead of love
All they want is power and money

They do not build a better future
Because they do not care about anybody

They say

I will be happy
If I do what they want

I should look pretty and young
Domesticate my tongue

I should smile
even if my heart breaks

I should be humble
Hide my inner earth quakes

I should have a great career
It doesn’t matter if I am sincere

I should have it all
But stay empty inside

I can achieve everything
After swallowing my pride