HAPPY TEARS

They smoothly form into fanciful things. After rolling over the cheeks, they land in a little basket made of reed or soft rushes. There, they lie an eternity and bit by bit they disappear from every memory.
What unforgettable days were those in which we have been unnoticeably happy?
The days at the sea, the mishaps that made us chuckle, all of these will be remembered. We were stacking our luck into a tower which we immediately, full of high spirits and roaring with laughter, trampled down.
A drop too much that was drunk, the foot too heavy on the accelerator, thus leading to the tragedy. It was in the night and the puddles were deep black.
Like in the movie of our life, all the moments in which we were beautiful and brave drift past us. There is a reunion with all of those who desired us. We took the prizes and were showered with praise. There was no limit to enthusiasm. The cheering was deafening. Confetti and streamers, moaning with pleasure, toasts, and twists full of drive, all bound in a kind of cloud, conspicuously poise over the scenery.
Everything was simply beautiful, wonderful — luck was so close, you could almost touch it. The laughing was liberating like a draught and pressed the grief down to a minimum.

The light muse has a penchant for the peculiar and the grotesque, but thereby pursues the goal of reading a meaning of life into every harmlessness. As well as we need that fresh breeze, that slight touch, we also need a certain disharmony, a too loud word, and the evil eye.
An evening in casual company flows into us like opium. Dubious localities should offer what a yearning for experiences presses for.
Life is alternating and provides hundreds of opportunities to cast off the weight of responsibility in order to come to one’s senses. It is astonishing how we are directly rooted in our existence, we feel addressed, and have the sensation to know our own nature.
It always is the big as well as the little, very often the things that are scattered along the way, those are the ones that captivate us and keep us prisoner.

text: Siggi Hofer
translation: Stefan Thyri