Manifesto 2018-05-15T16:04:42+00:00


Soundloop. Read by Ella Gaiser and Jan Hallmann


All simple explanations
are annulled.

Love cancels them all out;
also those
that lie on the ground.

Love lifts us up,
arises through us,
never over us.

Love cancels itself out.

Love itself is
its simplest explanation.

Those who propagate simple solutions lie,
knock themselves out,
inevitably land on the ground themselves.

Love is
the new,
what has always existed,
the old,
only true
force in life.

Love cannot be dammed,
must continue to flow,
from person to person,
from heart to heart.

Even life
has no more value than love;
can only exist in the flow of love.

The only absolute is love.

Love is the sun and the rain.
is not private,
is public,
is infinite,
is free of charge,
is free.

knows no boundaries,
is boundless,
will delimit us,
will make us all rich,
will unite us all.

Love is sad,
is beautiful.

Love needs no money,
needs no simple truths,
no pigeonholes,
no shelves
and no clothes hangers;
needs no uniforms,
no dictators,
and no governments.

Love does not think,
lets the sun shine and makes it rain.

lasts seconds or decades.

Love is universal,
is the universe,
is the entirety of space,
and all matter
and energy
in it.

is its own proof
and its own contradiction.

Nice to see you.


Don’t you think?

Yes, yes.

Aren’t you happy to see me?

Yes, I am.

Do you know why I wanted to talk to you?

I’m afraid so.


Because I can’t tell you what you want to hear.

What a pity.

And it breaks my heart.
I like you.
I don’t want to lose you.

But why would you lose me?

Because you love me in a different way than I love you. And I love you in a different way than I love myself.

But can’t we still love one another in our very own way?

That will be harder for you than for me.


I don’t know. It’s only speculation.

I want to try.

And I don’t want to hurt you.

But you don’t.
Perhaps only a little bit.

So, you see, I’m already sorry for hurting you even a little bit.

But you don’t have to feel sorry for me.

I’m not sorry for you.
I’m sorry.

And what will become of our big goal?

I don’t know. What goal do you mean?

The other world.

It will have to wait.
How can we change the world if we can’t even love each other on an equal footing?

But that’s not what it’s about.
And, in any case, isn’t it fair if we each love each other in a different way?
Why should we love each other in the same way?
I can live with your kind of love,
if you let me love you the way I love you.

But I just don’t know whether I can let you do that.
For your sake.

But it’s my decision.

Not if you die as a result.

I’m willing to take the risk.

But I don’t know whether I can.

So you don’t want to?

I want to.
I just don’t know whether I can.

When will you know?

I don’t know.

That’s a pity.

Yes, it is.

But I have really tried
to fall in love with you the way you deserve.
But I can’t.

And what about our thing?

It would be a lie.
For that, we would have to love each other.

I don’t agree.
I see things differently.
So, I have to disagree with you.
So, I see the contradiction.
But that’s what it’s about.
It’s about a contradiction.
To what is.
Our thing,
it would be something bigger
than what is between us.
And, in any case,
the most beautiful thing is
to give away something that
one has too little of oneself.

You might be right there.
But I still don’t love you.

I don’t believe you.

Perhaps you’re right.
Perhaps I do love you, but I don’t know it.

and what good does perhaps
being right do me?

It doesn’t do anything for either of us.

That makes me angry.

I understand that.

And sad.

I understand that as well.

But we have to do something about it.

We can’t do anything about it.
It’s too late.

That can’t be true.
I could cry.
For our sake.

Me, too.

So, let’s try.

I don’t know.

Then let’s put love aside.
Only for the sake of the thing.
We have to try.

But there are only two of us.
What can we organize?

Nothing, but still more than if we did nothing at all.
Nothing’s for free.

Can I tell you something?


You sometimes scare me.

You, too.

I see.

But that’s also what’s concerned.
If we can put up with scaring each other, then we can achieve anything.
Will you look into my abyss with me and let me look into yours with you?

Yes, I’ll do that.

Then it’s decided.

That’s the way it should be.

As soon as we no longer do things for love, we are lost.

I’m pregnant.

That’s wonderful.

Who else’s?

That changes everything.

It doesn’t change anything.
It’s all been decided.
We will go into battle.
We will blow up their heads, from the chest.
We will spark a fire that smolders very quietly from heart to heart.

But one more thing.


Can I be frank?


You make noises when you eat.

Yes, and you do, too.

Yes, but it annoys me when you make noises.

And you’re telling me this now?

Yes, I really wish that it didn’t annoy me.

Good, then, for you, I will stop eating.

No, that’s not what I meant.

What then?

Well, I only wanted to tell you.

Well, thanks a lot.

Why are you being like that now?

Well, what did you expect?

Well, understanding. I only wanted to tell you.
I’m ashamed that I said anything.

I see.

I would give anything for that.
If I could only accept you as you are. But I can’t.

But no, you misunderstand me. I thought that you expected me to stop eating in front of you.

You are the most wonderful person in my life.
Nothing pains me more than not being able to love everything about you.

Then allow me to be frank as well.

Yes, please.

I hate your voice. Not your words. They are wonderful. It’s only your voice that I simply can’t stand.

And what should I do now?

Nothing. I think it’s the same as in your case.
I wish it didn’t annoy me.
Your words are the most beautiful thing that I know from anyone alive.

Well, good.

But I still have one more question.


Why do you always burp after sex?

I’ve never done that.

But of course.

You scare me.

You scare me, too.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I love you as well.