might seduce your dad type

honestly, around this time of the year, i simply go nuts. may, the month i mean, is so damn problematic, there is the finals, the neverending job-finding sessions - e.g. when you are trying to squeeze your resumé in to whichever platform you find, literally praying your guts off in hopes of receiving at least one single feedback, but obviously job market per se is a basket case, so to sum it up, your guts always tell the truth, listen to your gut-instinct, duh - and there comes the urge to diet your ass off, too. all in all, i am a big and unorganized mess of dieting sprees, reading, studying (sort of) and also, finishing my thesis, as it is really high time to hand it in. huh, and simultaneously i am trying to learn german, as the vocabulary part is a mammoth-sized gaping hole in my head. i have to expand it. and here i am, yet again with them lexical problems of mine. how boring, how predictable. anyways, i have just finished Wasted by Mary Hornbacher, she is a true genious, albeit i am no sucker for that english word-wizardry. but she does it in such a flawless, effortless way that my heart breaks whenever i read one of her sentences. the good thing is, she is writing about something cruel in such a minimalist, cold, down-to-earth tone, almost emotionless so to speak that it rips my heart out, what a coincidence. i would chop my leg off  (just kidding, always watch out what you wish for) if i had the tool she has in writing. in german, in english. poetry, prose!
bruises on both my knees, the language i wish to use is difficult to obtain, duh.
also, which is my favourite german word as well, i am officially off to the german part of my brain, bye, so long!

love is a doing word

látta a sárga fényben, ahogy a szélek megindulnak felfelé, valahogy kifúródnak saját magukból, és mintegy felpuffadva, akár egy érett szilva, szétrobbannak a falak irányába.

téli

advertisements as the ultimate form of experience

Bernard Tschumi -Advertisements for Architecture 1976-1977

"Several early theoretical texts were illustrated with Advertisements for Architecture, a series of postcard-sized juxtapositions of words and images. Each was a manifesto of sorts, confronting the dissociation between the immediacy of spatial experience and the analytical definition of theoretical concepts. The function of the Advertisements —reproduced again and again, as opposed to the single architectural piece—was to trigger desire for something beyond the page itself. When removed from their customary endorsement of commodity values, advertisements are the ultimate magazine form, even if used ironically. Because there are advertisements for architectural “products,” the logic of the Advertisements for Architecture asks, Why not advertisements for the production (and reproduction) of architecture?"
for more visit tschumi.com

deine Hande sind Flammen

legyen még
nyitottabb
kevésbé felismerhető
több szájba bepréselhető
világos orkánkabátban az apád
befejezhető
mielőtt felismer téged
üresebb
mert az éhség átragyog a hason
keményebb
német szavakkal elmondható
megtartható
fenntartható
eltartható
folyómederbe álmodható bálnateste
romjaiban is egész
zártabb
ne legyen

triggering myself

It is not red of the dying sun

The morning sheets surprising stain

It is not the red of which we bleed

The red of caubernet sauvignon

The world of ruby all in vain

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lyrics Sabrina by Einstürzende Neubauten