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Franziska Strauss: –Vert


A feeling between belly and chest. it strikes the shoulders. the shoulders make the arms follow . I observe my hands, how they move around me, my belly, how it wants to touch my back. Hips, hands pressure my skin. I am there. I try to find out, what I am made of bones, muscles, flesh,and skin is what I have learned once. I am without time. not to see oneself from the outside. I am moving even when I am standing still. What have I been feeling? does the body want what you've been giving it or do you give the body what it wants? thoughts become experiences. I have to experience. I want everyone to experience. they have to feel to forgive. When I feel myself, I feel everyone. everything is language. skin, moving, touch. we know. the fear to recognize oneself. the fear to recognize oneself in another. falling too fast to see where you’re going. not having to know, what you're gonna discover. there is no repetition. I will always learn. no matter what I do. I will think, be quiet. breathe. breathe on. It'll be good. it’ll not seem to matter.

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