last night hours – being not alone

You’re my last breathe
You’re a breathe of fresh air to me
Hi, I’m empty
So tell me you care for me

You’re the first thing
And the last thing on my mind
In your arms I feel
Sunshine

On a promise
A day dream yet to come
Time is upon us
Oh but the night is young

Flowers blossom
In the winter time
In your arms I feel
Sunshine

Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let’s make this moment last

You may find yourself
Out on a limb for me
Could you expect it as
A part of your destiny

I give all I have
But it’s not enough
And my patience is shot
So I’m calling your bluff

Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let’s make this moment last

And we gave it time
All eyes are on the clock
But time takes too much time
Please make the waiting stop

And the atmosphere is charged.
In you I trust.
And I feel no fear as I
Do as I must.

Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let’s make this moment last

Tempted by fear
And I won’t hesitate
The time is now
And I can’t wait

I’ve been empty too long
The time is now
The tender night has gone
And the time has gone
Let’s make this moment last
And the night is young
The time is now.
Let’s make this moment last.

Give up yourself unto the moment
The time is now
Give up yourself unto the moment
Let’s make this moment … last.

and what stays?

I left my home, I took the machine back in time, to enter a world, that was my home ages ago.

Feelings? A Molotow-Mixture or a smooth combination of motions?

I go for the homemade smoothie:

fullfilled, stabil, mature, breath-by-breath, satisfaction, balance
whatever comes, I will keep the smoothie and this world in me. I know, smoothies get mixed and have a different taste time by time, but some things remain as memories, rich and spicy memories.
things like relationships and shared moments. faces, feelings, being familiar, laughts and serious moments. talks and silence. near and far. warm and soft
this home I will just keep in my heart, most thankfully
I learned a lot. I lost but gained more.

exhausted zombies

So this is left, after 2 weeks of negociating. tired eyes, glances on watches and mobile phones, news updating every minute by the guardian, helicoptersounds in the air and empty coffee-kits, all of us waiting for answers – waiting for solutions.
answers, decisions and solutions seem ridiculouls at this point of time, somehow.
journalists, delegates, ngo members, tecnical and catering staff are exhausted and waiting. it was just 12 long long days and nights. in deed I learned a lot, not only but also many negative things. or let’s call it realistic things.
to be honest, I was quite naive or mindly unprepaired for this last two weeks.

now it comes down to 26 brains and their advisers… and thousands, millions are waiting and watching