Alle 17 Texte von Henning

A bright afternoon sun is illuminating the last golden apples and warming my face. The time is coming where light is dying shadows are growing and the gate to the otherworld opening wide. The sun is golden the warmth is gone the skin of my face...

Zur Zeytenwende wars vor den Thyren des Mondes Mars schickte sich an ein Keym der Substanz zu setzen in den Pelz wie eine Wanz in den Landen des Ursprungs der Tuatha obwohl man heuth keinen find’ mehr da der schwarze Keym wie eine Geißel...

In current times there is no longer a single Ethnic which can be called by this name – because the recent history (past century) forced the foremost particular tribes to intermingle with their former slaves and other local ethnics. The roots of...

Historical origin: roots unknown, but assumably 9th or 8th century BC Geographical origin: not precisely known, but tracing back to traditions distilling spirits in the Far East Origin of the word: Gaelic ‘uisce beatha’ (water of life – see...

You are my first thought in the morning like the grip to the light switch you are like the taste of the first piece of my breakfast you are the focus of my daydreams when I need a short break at work you are warming my soul like my lunch is...

Har’Manh wälzte sich unruhig hin und her. Sein Atem ging stoßweise. Die Haut glänzte schweißnass. Die dünne Decke lag auf dem Boden – das Fell unter dem mageren, ausgezehrten und zuckenden Körper war total...

On Tuesday 11th of September the Western World was terribly rocked: Two civil airplanes crashed into the American World Trade Centre. Whether you agree or disagree with American politics It does not matter… This event impacts deeply the sense...

Die zehn Gebote für den kritischen Bürger: / Es gibt keine Meinungsfreiheit. / Wir haben keine Demokratie. / Anarchisten sind die wertvollsten Elemente unserer Gesellschaft. / Gesetze sind dazu da, um auf ihre Verfassungskonformität und...

I am not Irish by birth – but I love this country. My parents have never been in Eire – but I get homesick when I leave it. I don’t have ancestors in the ancient Ireland – but my thoughts and feelings seem to have Celtic roots. All my...

A ROSE A rose is a mysterious and amazing flower fascinating sensible human beings with her beauty, her colours and its wonderful scent. Though this beautiful flower might have its dangers – big thorns which can hurt you a lot – if you are...

Ich sage - BLAU - bitte erkläre mir diese Farbe. Du erläuterst, warum kein ROT darin enthalten ist. DAS aber wollte ich garnicht wissen.

The Wicker Man I am standing high and mighty looking over the landscape arms raised to praise Banba I am the Wicker Man. I have been given sacrifices from all the devotees of the Goddess who pray to her today I am the Wicker Man. They are dancing...

12.06.2013 Where is the Spirit? Ireland has had so many past heroes – Lugh Lamhfháda fought his many enemies in single combat with sword and spear – Cú Chulainn fought his many adversaries with wits and endurance – Fiann mac...

(Samhuinn, Hallowe’en, All Hallow Souls etc.) This is – and is intended to be so – only a short and incomplete overview about what Samhain is, the religious meaning and where the word / name comes from. Those people who are interested in...

Der Ruf... Marq war ein typischer Halbwüchsiger. Wie Halbwüchsige nun einmal so sind: Rebellisch gegen alles und Jeden und mit einer extrem starken Bindung zu verschiedenen Gruppen Gleichaltriger. So war es seit tausenden von Jahren und...

Kosmische Fraktale 'Realität ist nicht, was wir dafür halten, sondern das, was uns ein keuchendes „Unglaublich!“ entreißt, während uns das Schicksal mit aller Macht mit der Nase darauf stößt, dass uns der...

Look around in a spiritual gathering Seeing all the different faces Friendly, curious, relaxed Forming and welding a very special mood There is approaching a name for it From the depths of my brain …but I cannot catch it, the name - it’s...