baumtod music mix: feb. ' 17 - insane in the brain.

as always at the end / beginning of the month i present to you my monthly music mix, which involves songs and pieces that i listened to in the course of the past month. this particular mix is a biggie with almost 3 hours of duration. if you are passionate about music though and always on the lookout for new music please jump right in and enjoy! i am always so excited about my playlists, and really love to share music with anybody who's willing to listen. ( unfortunately i feel that many people around me actually don't care about my music enthusiasm, but that doesn't stop me from creating them anyway.)

it is a great way for me personally to remember what the month has been like for me - i don't just listen to music, i want it to deeply move me, which results in very personal & emotional music mixes to say the least.

songs about brain failure, fighting against insanity, emerging out of darkness & plunging right back into the void, about emotional foolery & not being able to leave bad mannerisms.

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november: kickelhahn, himmelblau & weimar cemetery.

i had a week off in november and visited my parents ( as i often do on my vacations ). on a sunday morning we headed to the thuringian forest to climb onto the peak of the kickelhahn mountain. the kickelhahn mountain is the landmark mountain of the city of ilmenau . johann wolfgang von goethe , the famous writer & philosopher, often visited ilmenau and also climbed the kickelhahn. oftentimes he stopped at a little hut in the woods to relax for a while and on one of these stops he wrote one of his most known poems. our little adventure didn't last the whole day, though, as we had a little date with the weimar cemetery to look after the grave of my grandparents and then to visit my cousin and his family. tiny peek onto the kickelhahn tower. thuringian woods - deep dark green. at the goethe hut. this plate shows the german version of the poem goethe wrote here. inside the hut. and here's the english translation. i love this poem so much, as ...

in the forests.

it's that time of the year again.

july '20: lake petersdorf discoveries and a plea against genocide.

the green wild meadows of malchow's sandfeld. in the west of malchow there is a big chunk of forest that spans towards plauer see, a widely 'uncultivated' area these days, but it hasn't always been this way. in my last post i mentioned the nazi munition factory that had been built in these woods, away from prying eyes of their enemies and where they also built an external subcamp for the concentration camp ravensbrück. exactly these woods we explored on a pretty sunny day, betraying the darkness that happened around these parts. isn't it weird that there are places in this world that were built or used by dark forces and horrible regimes and you vist them 80 years later and they are the most peaceful places you can imagine? sometimes my brain can't cope with the contrast of knowing what was in the past and what the present looks and feels like. it definitely leaves me with a strange impression often, kind of like a little sting in my heart and brain that is not ...

ghost of nature.

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