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Red Thread

This morning everything is different than before,

a red something is in front of my bed,

it is the thread that I once lost.

He leads me, tired of the longest night,
to the bathroom,
in which a man laughs again today.

It leads down the stairs, über'n yard, the garage door,
behind the small workshop, all the screws,
seem to me as then.

It goes on to the next door neighbors and friends,
three years I was away,
they see it to me yet.

Red Thread, I have every day looking for you,
You were gone overnight, cursed
I was.

You are the red line that leads my life in the middle,
have at this difficult time,
I felt no hope.

Take me with you on this path, where I'm at home,
threading tail through each day,
out of all the grief

I will look after you, you will continue to have with me,
after three years,
no sense were

He is still small, I must maintain
so it expectant
next to me, lay on the pillow






October 2010

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two suitcases, a large town and borderline

It took a long time before in my file this Borderline was strange.
At first I hated the word, in the hospitals where I was before, I was anorexic, depressed, obsessive, or even borderline psychotisch.Nun ...
I wanted to learn more about the disease and went into a bookstore.
It was winter 1997, then was borderline not quite know how it would be ten years later.
The saleswoman showed me on their screen a list of literature on this topic.
have been with me the most, especially acute symptoms treated less complex disease. Anyway, it was helpful literature, the screen was quite gefüllt.Ich chose a guide of Schattauer Verlag.
It was the book one in Hamburg practicing senior physician who has specialized in the treatment of BPS (short for Borderline), Dr.Dulz.
I could find quickly in the case studies and the description of each symptoms.
There was a separate unit at the General Hospital Ochsenzoll, which was opened by Mr. Dulz described in the book exactly. Somehow I saw a little light in the middle of my chaotic inner world.
So I wrote in March 1998 a letter to the station, the time patients from all over Germany started. (The hospital was then called Northern Hospital).
After a surprisingly short time I received a reply, an invitation to a preliminary interview. So I went in April 1998 for two days after Hamburg.

midst of the huge hospital grounds, I lost myself. The stations were scattered on the ground and looked a little scary was on mich.Die Borderline station in the immediate vicinity of the forensic department.
It was one of the older Gebäude.Bis then I had no idea of the hospital, I had no Internet access, or brochures.
Ochsenzoll, as it is called in Hamburg, is the size of a village with playground, swimming pool, library, therapy center, chapel, café's etc.

In the great Central cleaning was the music video for Wolfsheim "no return" turned. The film "Head On" by Fatih Akin, the top shows the recording unit of the hospital. (Both were shot after my stay there.)

With great excitement I went into preliminary talks. To my great happiness to me the treatment course was finally offered. The average length of stay was between 12 and 18 months, from case to case individually.

Back in the hotel room were me that night a lot of thought into my mind. If I did not take that chance, I would have made a mistake, which I afterwards long bereue.Die treatment places were rare. I stayed three weeks in which I could prepare myself for the therapy because I was again quite fast response from Hamburg.

Which way will I go? I come back after treatment to the Lower Rhine?

went with two suitcases, travel bag and backpack I on the trip. My camera and my watercolors, I wanted to take on any case.

passed two summers and a winter in this great land, in the great Stadt.Damals Hamburg, I could only experience from the perspective of an anxious, depressed character. My first time showed pictures of this dark soul worlds. Fused topics shame, fear, I grabbed onto it with all the paper. At the beginning of oil and pastels. This was a side of my perception, on the other side, I saw a beautiful port city, with infinitely many faces. So I had my first templates for watercolors. I am frustrated my pictures at the beginning, there were quite untrained trials, the colors have dynamic.

was on the hospital grounds is a large painting workshop with their own exhibitions.

I had found a small audience, received praise and criticism for my watercolors, I was both difficult to endure.

From the beginning I had landed on my attempts to claim the high gestellt.Viele images in the trash before I have a satisfactory result reached.

I transgressed me in the shades, painted from the perspective of a psychosis, overstimulated and too intense in color. Exactly this was my perception, the world, as I Day by day experienced.

I had a nightmare, I reached behind to oil pastels and drew attention to the dream in the picture. , Interior views came to Tageslicht.Dinge who would not see me.

I was not alone, many patients from other stations, painted in the painting workshop. The result was the exhibition "hunger for life."

There was now a space for our pictures, we filled it, to be related to our ways of life on canvas.

I still dominated anorexia and bulimia at the time. My world looked dark, chaos surrounded.

After therapy and on weekends we had time, trips to impress machen.Mich the port and the Ohlsdorfer sehr.Erster cemetery, almost every weekend my goal shared a Cemetery some sorrow, parting with mir.Ich like cemeteries, especially this large park cemetery.

The angel statues are beautiful and served as the subject of many pictures.

Hamburg was my gateway to an (other) world. Had long since left their mark on the therapy and it was I am certain that I wanted to go on my way here,

in the north.

Painting has been with me, she was like a diary, like a self-therapy, in those years.

I returned, years later, back again to this place. The clinic has since been privatized. Station 19, the borderline station was demolished and in its place is now a more forensic department.

I like to say no, but I was sad, something familiar was gone, they had some of my past "Demolished" and banned in memory.

Borderline station will now only patients from the catchment area for.

At many sites there are now DBT concepts. At that time the dialectical-behavioral therapy is still not as widespread and it was a matter of luck a therapy place in Hamburg to get.

Hamburg was a stage of my journey that changed my life profoundly hat.Obwohl it really was not an easy time, I learned a lot about me. The Hanseatic city I like to go further because she is beautiful.

Wolfsheim - Kein Zurück

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you see to me, with your cold stare endlessly empty

standing in the middle of my life,

as if it were your own to say

No, your plan of my life,

do you have me well never have expected,

tired bodies, pressure in the head and sore skin

It is long over, I felt something exactly where you are otherwise,

jailed for four years, I have longingly missed

At the end of my soul, opens the heavy door

and go you must ', look not back,

I want you never see

You did not notice, thought well, you could

consist forever, make me weak, always in

vicious circle turning

It is also clean, without you, quite pure,

it no longer smells for you, at home with me,

take the void with, I'll throw You now get out

have half you the script on its head,

main role was the dust in it,

him to collect again and again , was my purpose in life

for me was only the secondary role, in this wicked game

wordless, hopelessly never reached my goal

We long to say anything,

nothing that connects us in the here and now,

look after him no longer, as he gives up

disappears and

December 2010

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goes without them nothing - The long road back - - earwigs -

"hot tube"

Everyone knows them, takes them through life each ear worms.

This page dedicated to my most loyal earwigs,

to please me time and again ...
can be retrieved at any other track and play video blog.

Have fun with these catchy tunes, but beware!

They nest in a fast!

Here catchy number 1, the House Martins with "I bit my lip"
(also recommended " So glad ")

Here Comes Moby "Slipping Away", catchy number two,
also recommended "Why does my heart feel so bad," or "extreme Ways

"Too cold" by Rosenstolz has for me a story.
I love all of Anna and Peter and best would be a huge long list list here also popular ... "If you give up now"

The next catchy tune is from Doro Pesch - "Hope" -
also recommended "A thousand times lived" or "Like an angel"



The last earwig-Post: "Brothers In Arms" by Dire Straits



I could still present an infinite number of catchy tunes, this is

certainly only a small selection ....
earwigs like to recall certain events, times or
people.The will probably be so ...

I am pleased by the way very new, musical suggestions,

because I have a soft spot for earwigs!

Who I would like to settle its catchy tunes that just write me:
tomsangelart@t-online.de
Thank you!