Beloved Brooklyn!

Beloved Brooklyn!

One Day
I Will
Come Back Home

But First...

I got to pray 4 Worldpeace

Liebster Jordan

I will stop writing letters since it is getting more and more insecure that you (and others) will receive them in time and uncensored.

Instead I will try to catch up with my diary again and write daily little notes which I will openly publish in here.

Soon more

With all my Love,

Lily

Hi Dan

Just to let you know about this new music-micro-label Lost Map


stay tuned,
Lily

Liebe Rüstungsindustrie, Dear Military-Industrial-Complex

Werte Autobauer und Fossilfools,

Why don't you just change your fucking Business?! Warum nicht endlich in unser Aller Leben investieren?! Und Schluss machen mit der Zerstörung des Planeten und der Zukunft Eurer Kinder und Kindeskinder?


Think about it
Thanks for Listening

Sincerely,

Lily Liebhardt
Benztown
Germany

PS: You may also read Naomi Kleins Words

Jordan

Here some Treasures for you my Love from the Jüdische Zeitung

Jordan, my Love

I had this dream the other night. It was just one little scene...a friend, a real and good friend and I just came togehter, we met and talked and everything was calm and kind, there where no spies around, no police, no military, no fashists...only this good friend and me. We were discussing about a place to go for a drink when he invited me to the bar in the ministry. He said we could just open the ministry bar and have a drink there. And everything was harmless and normal. I mean it was normal that he had the key to the bar in the ministry and that we could just go there for a drink and noone would even take notice or bother or suspect anything...I mean just like it should be! Two friends meeting and having a drink in a bar which one of them is managing. And the ministry was just a ministry - just an office on behalf of the citizens, the people. Nothing more and nothing less.

So when I woke up I realized how fucking weired everything is and that I will never ever feel this kind of calmness and normality ever in my life again.

Well. This is why sometimes I just go nuts. And run around like a Rolling Thunder. There are so many things that turn out so fucking wrong and there is no fucking reason to be calm and relaxed  and feel normal. I mean look at our ministries. If they where just offices on behalf of the people, things would look very different. And much calmer. For sure.

Jordan

Yes I know and it is true, I really should come over for Retreat. Unfortunately it is not possible at presence.

Still - you know what I am thinking about these violent Gangs holding the Headlines. Isn't it obvious that all these Headlines and Facebooklike Pics will do nothing but promoting them?

Headlines will not stop them. Only cutting off their supporting sources will help. Think of all the weappons circulating in the Region. And all that money....

Are any of these oh so intelligent NSA or CIA or BND-"Security Programms" of any help yet,  in cutting off that supply and support? Or might it be the other way around? The only answer they got is to increase that supply by circulating even more weappons (and profits for its industrie) while at the same time criminalizing and fighting the Victims of  that Terror and War - the Refugees.

Horrible.

Lieber Horscht

nur ganz kurz zu deiner Frage:

Die Akte Filbinger: Spitzel, Spanner und Senioren

Neue Erkenntnisse aus dem Reich der Untoten

auf den Titel wird es in etwa hinauslaufen...

später mehr

Lily

Dear Jonas

Sorry, I was a bit confused today and really shouldn't have approached Jürgen Mahmud in a letter adressed to you. So silly, please forgive me. I try it again in English.

It is...because I am so angry today! Yes I am so fucking angry. I mean look at all these Gangs and Gangsters, Murderers and Maniacs out there on the one side, begging for attention and then on the other side the Media and our Worldleaders, paying that attention and  - as an extra present, keep spinnig the mystical coat around them, putting it all into a religious context. There is no fucking religious context. Violence is the Context. Pure and Raw Violence.

And on both sides.

I will write again when I feel better and a bit more relaxed, Jonas. Infact there are so many other things  I wish I could work through with you.

Huge Hug

Lily

Lieber Jonas

Es gibt zumindest eine Zeitung, die ich neuerdings regelmäßig und wirklich gerne lese und das ist die Jüdische Zeitung. Sie erscheint zwar nur einmal im Monat, verzichtet dafür aber auf billige Propaganda und das unreflektierte Wiederkäuen irgendwelcher nicht verifizierbarer Agenturmeldungen, sondern im Gegenteil verpflichtet sich nach bester jüdischer Tradition der Aufklärung (so altmodisch und überholt sich das auch anhören mag) Sehr sehr schön ist das!

Bin ja immer noch ganz mit dem Auf-bzw. Nachspüren meiner verborgenenen oder wohl eher verschütteten jüdischen Wurzeln beschäfigt und froh um jedes Wort und jeden Hinweis der mich meinem inneren Wissen ein Stück näher bringt.

(Meanwhile not only Antisemitismus but also Islamophobie are rising - und das zum alleinigen Nutzen der Kriegsmaschinerie und ihrer Profiteure...)

So sick of that, you know. What our kids need is echte Bildung. I mean echte geistige Bildung und Aufklärung anstelle von dieser ganzen KonsumKlick-Scheiße.


Jesus!

Alles Liebe Jonas

Lily from over the Ocean

(Apropos Jesus: Remember, Jürgen Mahmud, solltest Du hier heimlich mitlesen, I told You Once: Not the Jews killed Jesus, the Romans did! Der Kaiser war's, der Imperator. - eine Leseempfehlung ganz speziell für Dich
Jeus was a fucking Jew! And I love him and always will!!!
(ps. mit wunderbaren neuen Papst Franziskus kann ich im übrigen sehr gut leben, just to mention))

Dear Audience

Sick
of the Daily Lies
and
Mediapropagandshit?

Here's
a fresh
and compressed
Media-Juice
Cheers!

Dear God

Guide us
and Protect
All our Children, Women and Men,
from Evil
Help us to Create Peace and Justice
and to Live our Lives in Dignity
and in Harmonie
with our Planet
and the Entire Universe

And Let Our Hearts Overflow with Your Eternal Love

( und erlöse uns bitte von dem Geschwätz dieses so unerträglich wie heuchlerischen Deutschen Bundespräsidenten!)

Dear Police

How shall I feel safe
in a town
where every little group of people
working for the good of all of us
working for humanity
and the salvage of the planet

where every little group
and every little voice

for peace
and justice
freedom
and solidarity with
the poor and the weak

where every loving soul
is set on a secret watchlist
watched by secret spies

while Nazi-and other ohter Gangs
are hunting and killing people
without hindrance

How shall I feel save
in town
where undercover agents
and some of your collegues
are running their private KKK
and noone is ever holding them accountable?

How shall I fee save in a Country
where not only idiots
but also politicians and the media
are preaching their Stammtischbrüder,
by stigmatising the stigmatised
Sinti, Romas, Refugees
Muslims, Jews,
unemployd women and men
homosexuals
and outsiders of all kind

just like there was no history
teaching them to fucking shut up?!
and to fucking wash their dirty dishes instead?!

How shall I feel safe here?
in Europe?
in America?
in Asia?
in Australia?
in Africa?

Beloved America!

We Shall Overcome

Dear Journalists,

Liebe Journallie!

Please stop calling them Isis! Just take a glimpse at wiki

Isis Goddess of health, marriage, and love

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Stop mystifying cruelty and murder and stop telling us that gangs who kidnap and rape, torture and kill people are doing so in order to building up a "Gottesstaat" and stuff like that...FUCKING BULLSHIT! We all know that all they do is keeping the warmashine running and constantly rising the profits of the armdealers.

Thanks for listening,

Lily

PS. und danke an Florian Rötzer für diesen Artikel:
Der Islamische Staat ist eine Geburt der digitalen Moderne

My Love Jordan

In memory of
Michael Brown
and
MLK
and
YOU

Love Is Stronger Than Death

Lily

Jordan

my Love,

you cannot imagin how much I miss you. Time is sort of lacking you more and more.

had a horrible dream this morning. I was delivering the papers (just like I did an hour before in Realtime) and Momus was on my side. He said to me: "looks like there are quite a lof of hackers around here..." I said : "Well, In Stuttgart ist der Teufel los" when all of a sudden a van came racing along and two guys with black woolen masks over their heads jumped out and running after me. So I imediately took off my feet and just in time! Puh...

What else: made my star invivsible for a while, as long as there are so many violent idiots out there who cannot even handle their own brains....

Am glad Thomas Rotschild has finally spoken out some real words, after all. Just like Larry Derfner did the other day:

Dear World: The most important thing you have to understand about Israel is that it is not “the Jews”; it is the opposite of the Jews. The Jews are a militarily powerless minority that, until about 60 years ago, was subject to persecution in any number of countries over the centuries. Israel, by the starkest possible contrast, is where the Jews are the majority, it is a military colossus, and it subjects its powerless Arab minority to systematic discrimination, while subjecting the Palestinians next door to out and out tyranny.
The Jews don’t do that sort of thing, never have; Israel does and has been doing it, to one degree or another, since it was founded.
And since the Jews and Israel are opposites, you shouldn’t think of them in the same way or treat them the same way, but rather the opposite way. The Jews, like every other powerless minority, are innocent of any crime and must be protected; Israel, like every other military power that tramples the weak, is guilty as hell – and you, the world, ought to finally start punishing it and protecting its victims.

And I am glad that our Muslim Community in Stuttgart hereof is very concious and aware and much more awaken as lots of their German Mitbürger, one would not think so but true..

Longing For You
Day and Night

Love,
Lily

Jordan

 let me just send you this lil wordless message today

Love You,
Lily

Liebe Iris

Ein paar Gedanken zur Unterwelt

Wer in der sogenannten realen Welt an den Rand des Erträglichen geschwemmt wird, der landet nicht selten vor dem Tor zur Unterwelt. Tatsächlich gibt es im Zustand akuter Schmerzen und Qualen keinen  vielversprechenderen Ort der Zuflucht als den der Unterwelt, deren atsmosphärische Beschaffenheit  betäubend und schmerzstillend wirkt.

Kein Gelehrter, Buddha oder Meister der Disziplin (gleichwelcher) kann einem tödlich Verwundeten die Schmerzen lindern, es ist der Gott der Unterwelt in dessen Kelch sich der Trunk dieser Gnade findet.

Es heisst, dass jeder Mensch spätestens nach seinem Tode durch die Unterwelt reisen wird, hin zu seinem neuen Aufenthaltsort (wo auch immer der nun gelegen sein mag...) die Unterwelt ist also ein Ort der Durchreise, des Transit, obgleich es natürlich auch Menschen gibt, die dort aus den unterschiedlichsten Gründen länger festhängen als vorgesehen.

Wem sich nun also schon zu Lebzeiten die Gelegenheit bietet, die Unterwelt kennenzulernen, der sollte sie auch nutzen und sich so vertraut wie möglich machen mit dieser Welt, es wird ihm später, wenn es ernst wird und es kein Zurück mehr gibt, helfen, sich zu orientieren. Und die Gnade des Gottes der Unterwelt nicht zu verwechseln mit dem Ziel der Erlösung.

Note: und auch wenn es nicht die Gelehrten, Buddhas oder Meister gleichwelcher Disziplin sind, die Dir hier die Schmerzen lindern, so ist das noch lange kein Grund, ihrer zu vergessen und sie zu verleugnen!

Liebster Jordan

Can't wait jumping into your arms again! Time is not easy without you, you know that. Well...Am quite having nice conversations with myself though, from time to time. Ja. Mitunter können auch Selbstgespräche sehr aufschlussreich sein. (besonders wenn sie abgehört werden, hihi, just kidding)

Nö. I am o.k.Und dann ist da jetzt ja auch noch Prince Velvet zu uns in die Isolation gekommen. Was für ein Wesen! Scheu wie ein Reh, unergründlich wie eine Sphinx, zart wie Seide und weich wie Samt. Und dabei ist es ein Hund!

Prince Velvet The Underdog

We just love him. Velvet, sweet Velvet.

Die Landgänge werden kürzer und routinierter. Was zwar sehr langweilig ist, aber den Vorteil hat, dass einem weniger Wachpersonal über den Weg läuft. Anyway, it is really boring. And as soon as Velvet is more familiar and secure with his new destination here, we will keep on going...you know what I mean.

Ansonsten vermisse ich Dich wie gesagt sehr. Not only that I am holding Selbstgespräche, in my dreams I even have Sex with myself. So weired! One part of me is male, laying down under and the other part is female sitting on top of me.... Well, this might be a new story for Spencer!

Wishing you Well

Love,

Lily