The Lone Wolf#

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=or3UZajR6Ao

[Part1]
Its gray fur completely bites but still keeps warm
His pack uncontrollable but it follows him well-behaved
The hunger so big always on the hunt
Eyes dull, but teeth still sharp
The room too narrow to breathe
But even the sharpest claws become dull on the street
Food becomes scarce, remains a growling stomach
There are almost only wolves dressed as sheep
So he moves away from here
Because no plant grows on burnt soil
So the rest remains for the rest
Because only who comes first is the one who always has enough meat
From gamma to alpha, from puppy to leader
Is one of the best, one of the last of its kind
Shares its food also with the weakest link of the chain, if it asks him
Lives by unwritten rules, honor still flows through his veins
He knows that you have to have them, too, rather than just talking about them
But let them speak

[Hook]
And he goes
Always towards the sun, fleeing from the rain
It remains in motion, even if it does not shine at night
No matter how cold, no matter how far
His legs carry him, maybe he will catch up with them
Towards the sun, fleeing from the rain
Stays in motion, even if it does not shine at night
No matter how cold, no matter how far
Your legs carry you, maybe you can catch up with them

[Part 2]
It is about so much more than strength, cohesion and values
It is so much deeper than his wounds will ever be
Walk together through the fire until the day we die
And find before with luck still another piece of green earth
Howl at the moon and shout our prayers towards the sky
Talking then only so that they hear, not because of the sound of our voice
Great words resound long
But really great deeds, they are forever
We are controlled by instincts in a world that only calculates
Where honesty is a weakness, all your lies are already law
Where it is said better to bite or you will be eaten
Where loyal does not exist, but only as word in your notebooks
Friendship no longer works when you start rapping
Where the children no longer just fight but sting - completely blinded
And from perfect we are so infinitely far away
But what does not kill makes us stronger
And hope dies last
She dies last

Anecdote / Anekdote#

The winter did not seem to have an end, and the pack was starving to death. The leader of the pack, the oldest of them all, was out in front comforting the young wolfs, telling them that the spring was coming. But, at a certain point, one young wolf decides to stop. He says he has had enough of cold and hunger, and he says he’s going to live among the men; because the important thing is to stay alive. The young wolf lets men catch him and, as the years go by, he forgets that long time ago he was a wolf. One day, many years later, as he’s hunting with his master he runs obediently to collect the prey. But he realizes that the prey is the old leader of the pack. He falls silent for shame and the old wolf speaks and says to him: “I die happy because I lived my life as a wolf; you, on the contrary, belong neither to the world of wolves nor to the world of men. Hunger comes and goes but dignity, once lost, never returns.

German:

Der Winter schien kein Ende zu nehmen, und das Rudel war am Verhungern. Der Anführer des Rudels, der älteste von allen, war vorne und tröstete die jungen Wölfe, indem er ihnen sagte, dass der Frühling käme. Doch an einem bestimmten Punkt beschließt ein junger Wolf, aufzuhören. Er sagt, er habe genug von Kälte und Hunger, und er sagt, er werde unter den Menschen leben; denn das Wichtigste sei, am Leben zu bleiben. Der junge Wolf lässt sich von den Menschen fangen, und mit den Jahren vergisst er, dass er vor langer Zeit ein Wolf war. Eines Tages, viele Jahre später, während er mit seinem Herrn auf der Jagd ist, läuft er gehorsam los, um die Beute einzusammeln. Doch ihm wird klar, dass die Beute der alte Anführer des Rudels ist. Er schweigt vor Scham, und der alte Wolf spricht und sagt zu ihm: "Ich sterbe glücklich, weil ich mein Leben als Wolf gelebt habe; du gehörst im Gegenteil weder zur Welt der Wölfe noch zur Welt der Menschen. Hunger kommt und geht, aber die Würde, einmal verloren, kehrt nie wieder zurück.

The last couple of days recapitulated:#

help HEEEEEELP! - no help#

snap - psyciatry - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEu-XBwPEx0#

then#

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWtHYOh_LTQ

One gets dogged, especially when the road is not always easy
The opponent: yourself, your weakness: an enemy
The preparation: foresight, your body: a sign
For the battles to come and for no one to break you.
Only alone can you defeat the demons
To hold the ones who live in the lee
The fear of losing: a good motivation
And the voices that scream, "Get your ass back up!"
And even on the worst fucking day of my life.
Makes martial arts the best version of me yet
Excuses do not count, giving up is not an option
It is not for nothing that they say that where there is a will, there is always a way

Concentrate, focus on the target
Breathe in, breathe out, compress strength
Increase the value of your anatomy
And burn the weakness, the weakness in you

We show heart, we win with pride
Lose with respect, but never give up
We discuss the boundaries, the path to legend
Means fighting, even if nobody believes in you
Prove heart, win with pride
Lose with respect, but never give up
We discuss the boundaries, the path to legend
Means fighting, even if nobody believes in you

We go from unit to unit
Because if you want peace, my friend, you must always be ready for war.
Always give everything, but never give in
"Breaking boundaries" means freedom to me
Losing - no problem, fighting spirit is what counts
Scars show no weakness, only that you are still standing
Success is a staircase, you have to go every step
For happiness is for people who lack stamina
I'm aware of the strength, but don't shout it out
Better to be severely underestimated than just a mouth too big
Because only when it hurts when you fall
Then the wheat is separated from the chaff - only the winners stand up again

Concentrate, focus on the target
Breathe in, breathe out, compress strength
Increase the value of your anatomy
And burn the weakness, the weakness in you

We show heart, we win with pride
Lose with respect, but never give up
We discuss the boundaries, the path to legend
Means fighting, even if nobody believes in you
Prove heart, win with pride
Lose with respect, but never give up
We discuss the boundaries, the path to legend
Means fighting, even if nobody believes in you

Every shitty day just a good teacher
The heart of a V8 engine, when ambition seizes you
The discipline comes when you motivate yourself
And never loses sight of the goal

We show heart, we win with pride
Lose with respect, but never give up
We discuss the boundaries, the path to legend
Means fighting, even if nobody believes in you
Prove heart, win with pride
Lose with respect, but never give up
We discuss the boundaries, the path to legend
Means fighting, even if nobody believes in you

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Insight into my Life#

I never took drugs just got psychotic at age of 15, What for others Alcohol etc. is, well that's my coffee and my cigarettes. I have a hard time to fall asleep and like the night, because people sleep and it's lovley silent, It's a time which I can enjoy#

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HivuR9-jl3E

Parts of my childhood I lived in a village
Little Alien, English man in New York
I always felt strange, I did not understand the people
And no matter how far away I moved, the strangeness remained
What kind of career or money to make?
All these offers were no perspective
I could never understand what motivates everyone else
And drank canned beer on the street with the punks
The older I get here, the less I understand
And realize that I only distance myself more and more
To most things I simply have no more opinion
I often feel lonelier in groups than alone
For years I thought, thought I was being taken for a ride
This can't be real! the hidden camera
The script sucks, I'm afraid how it ends
Sit me on the couch, put the world on pause

There was always something in my life that helped me
When I get stuck I watch an episode of ALF
Sometimes I hope that everything is just a dream
And that I crashed, with my spaceship

There was always something in my life that helped me
When I get stuck I watch an episode of ALF
This is me, trapped in a sitcom
With a handful of friends and 7 billion wankers

Alf is cool, but Alf is a sad person
For his home planet disappeared with an explosion
He could still save himself, but his spaceship crashed
And since then he lives as a refugee in an unknown country
His friend and family are dead or far away
And it must never show itself, it is hidden for years
If he were found, he would be locked away forever
To some lab and he would have no rights
I feel with him, because I feel connected to him
ALF is a symbol, but ALF is also my buddy
I have often wondered how Alf actually manages
That he is not completely desperate and always laughs so much
No rapper or comedian has sayings like him
But this is only surface, because inside it remains empty
I know this from depressives who are at the end of their rope
And find myself in it, if I am honest

There was always something in my life that helped me
When I am at a loss I watch an episode of ALF
Sometimes I hope that everything is just a dream
And that I crashed, with my spaceship

There was always something in my life that helped me
When I get stuck I watch an episode of ALF
This is me, trapped in a sitcom
With a handful of friends and 7 billion wankers

I can't get along with you
And even less with me
My planet has exploded
My planet has exploded
My spaceship is destroyed
And I can't fix it
My planet has exploded
My planet has exploded

There was always something in my life that helped me
When I get stuck I watch an episode of ALF
Sometimes I hope that everything is just a dream
And that I crashed, with my spaceship

There was always something in my life that helped me
When I get stuck I watch an episode of ALF
This is me, trapped in a sitcom
With a handful of friends and 7 billion wankers

what do now?#

Short Term Solution#

I don't remember my snap! I just want to live as ALF in this short term flat, I plan to move away soon to live amongst people I trust#

people will talk, I chill and drink coffee and smoke my cigs live my online life and enjoy my nights, where I can enjoy my inner peace.#

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l7DCHLaNWcA

I drink, so I am
The other day I heard that I was quite drunk,
Piss naked from a church tower where the Lord God lives,
Threw dirt at the cops, waving like mad,
And I screamed, "You'll never catch me, because I'm going to the moon now!"

So I let the bells ring, really, really, all
And I jumped and shouted "I'm such a fat putting angel"
Halfway along the way I realized - I am not flying, I am falling!
And with a hallelujah I fell in a thatched roof.

And people ask: Boy, boy, boy, is this true?
How should I know, I was not quite there.
And people say boy, boy, boy, in general -
Can't a drunken pig like you even be alive anymore!
And I'll tell you sensibly: "I drink, therefore I am!"

So I rolled off the roof of my house, probably slightly dazed,
With rattle into a pig fence and knee-deep mud
Soon the police came and ordered me to come,
I yelled "Fuck you! I am thirsty, free and unbending!"

And then I slurred, laughing and just about to leave,
And if my flag fell astride a well
I barked "I am the lord of the underworld
And the circles under the eyes, shithouse flies - so, just be careful!

And people ask: Boy, oh boy, oh boy, is this true?
How should I know, I was not quite there.
And people say boy, boy, boy, in general -
Can't a drunken pig like you even be alive anymore!
And I'll tell you sensibly: "I drink, therefore I am!"

When the cops dragged me out of the well, ass to bucket
Have I, as God created me, placed myself defiantly before them,
And I warned her: "You maggots, hey, I'll tell you straight
I am Hotzilla, and in this world I do what I like!
I am something like a lucky bear, shoot rays from my belly,
So don't get too close to me, or you'll be finished!
But they came and so I shot beams, and they came
Deep in my belly, but somehow it's more like the bottom out.

And people ask: Boy, boy, boy, is that true?
How should I know, I was not quite there.
And people say boy, boy, boy, in general -
Can't a drunken pig like you even be alive anymore!
And I'll tell you sensibly: "I drink, therefore I am!"

And that was by far not all, yes, that's what people say,
The story went on longer than it was supposed to,
But for now it must be enough, yes, that's it for today,

long term solution: tell my story as a wayfarer with a cup of coffee and a cigarette at a place i fit best#

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6uyve1hPlA

"It is emptied the first barrel,
comes Brüderlein tells you something else
from your long journeys.
Speak and lift the glass!"

The old bearded wanderer starts the story,
when once the hunting horn resounded from far away and hunters rushed through the forest.
"The deer threatened to escape, but I ran faster than the animal,
with bare fist - the antlers here as proof of this!
The old bearded wanderer starts the story,
when once a storm tore up the sea and washed man and mouse from the deck of the ship.
"The ship threatened to sink, the sails tore like paper.
I took a breath and blew the storm away - the piece of linen as proof of this!"

"The first barrel is empty,
comes Brüderlein tells you something else
from your long journeys.
Speak and lift the glass!"

The old bearded wanderer starts the story,
When once the enemy occupied the city, the catapult shredded the gate.
"I crept up from behind, my battle cry sounding like a thousand men.
They ran away like shy creatures - the helmet here as proof!"

The old bearded wanderer starts the story,
when once the last day dawned and everything spoke of the end.
"Flames licked into the world when the door of hell was open.
I slammed it shut and my lock held - the key as proof of this!
"The first barrel is empty,
comes Brüderlein tells you something else
from your long journeys.
Speak and lift the glass!"

"I told you about my hunt and how I beat the storm,
how I drove away the evil enemy and the lid remained on hell.
Now the second barrel rolls in, we want to be happy now
and if not too full of satchels, dance happily on the tables..."!

"The wine flows, the beer flows!
Up the pitchers we drink!"
"The wine flows, the beer flows!
up the pitchers we drink!"

"The wine flows, the beer flows!
up the pitchers we drink!"
"The wine flows, the beer flows!
up the pitchers we drink!"




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