Hey darlings,

Actually, firstly, I encourage you, REALLY, please, share something with me. How are you? What’s your life like these days?

You know, this whole COVID-19 thing didn’t come easy on any of us. Well, at least from what I can say personally – even though I seemed to be alright, and I am very privileged to live in Berlin these day, still, let me put it the right way – it is fucked up to live in this time! It’s freaking me out real big time. It comes with all sorts of depressive mechanisms like doubts and blocks. 

I struggle a bit trying to write things (especially music) and then blaming myself for not being able to do things that are SO MY THINGS, you know?

But instead comes the thinking. The doubts. The analysis and its ugly brother – over-analysis. And what do I get in return? Words that form sentences, which in their own turn become concepts. Reflections of my doubts, expressed in those fragile pieces of human consciousness we call words. So I let myself go on without blame. Just think, over-think, and fixate the result.

One evening I was thinking – why don’t I try to talk to my future reincarnation? Why don’t I remind it to somebody who will have the right ears to hear that I am talking to THEM? That I want to comfort them in their struggle, in their search. 

So I wrote this. It might become a song. May be not. We shall see. So how are you?

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Listen baby, I know it hurts to know that you were born alone

But listen baby, don’t you cry 

We share a knowledge that you breathe in and burst out 

That’s how it goes, my kitten 

That’s why you’re here

Listen baby, I feel your doubts and I hear the loud voices of devils 

But baby, don’t be scared tonight

It’s in the prophecy and it’s beautiful 

After the coldest of nights comes the gentle warm dawn  

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Love you!

Gxx