{"id":1246,"date":"2013-01-27T16:31:45","date_gmt":"2013-01-27T14:31:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/?p=1246"},"modified":"2013-01-27T16:35:49","modified_gmt":"2013-01-27T14:35:49","slug":"beyond-remedy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/?p=1246","title":{"rendered":"Beyond Remedy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/78.jpg\" alt=\"Beyond Remedy\" title=\"Beyond Remedy\" width=\"800\" height=\"533\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1247\" srcset=\"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/78.jpg 800w, https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/78-300x199.jpg 300w, https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/78-642x427.jpg 642w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 800px) 100vw, 800px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Wei\u00dfmaskige Motorradfahrer in der D\u00e4mmerung, zwanzigj\u00e4hrige M\u00e4dchen auf den R\u00fccksitzen in engen Blusen und lasziv nach oben geschobenen R\u00fccken, die in der Entfernung zu leuchtenden Neonr\u00f6hren einer anderen Welt werden. <!--more--> Hupende Autos in zu engen Gassen, die wahnsinnig an der stoischen Masse vorbeirasen und in deren R\u00fcckspiegeln die Gestalten der Gark\u00fcchen verblassen. Dunst \u00fcber dem Fluss, \u00fcber der ganzen Stadt. Alles ist in dreckige Watte geh\u00fcllt.<\/p>\n<p>Treibende \u00dcberreste der Millionen Leben im braunen Wasser unbedeutender Augenblicke. Ein riesiger toter Fisch neben der F\u00e4hre mit ungl\u00e4ubigen, aufgerissenen Augen, die nicht glauben wollen, dass sie tot sind. Wege, die in alle Richtungen verlaufen, Spannungen, die gezogen werden und Ahnungen von gel\u00f6sten und gebrochenen Versprechen. Die Stadt<br \/>\nquillt \u00fcber vor Vergangenheit und Gegenwart. Eskapadisches Gebaren der Tempel und Erinnerungen. Ekstatischer Rausch der Clubs und Bars. <\/p>\n<p>Tausende Schattierungen von Leben und alles gl\u00e4nzt und alles schreit. Eine Gestalt, von der ich nicht wei\u00df, ob sie ein Mensch ist oder es je war, ohne Haare und ohne Augen, mit gelblich vernarbter Haut und starrendem Mund. Wer hat sie vor die U-Bahnstation gestellt? Schwankende Frauen und M\u00e4nner in winzigen Kleidern. Bettelnde M\u00fctter mit kleinen nackten Kindern dazwischen, und alle zehn Meter neue Gesichter im Beton.<\/p>\n<p>In einer Bar treffen wir Batman und Superman. Schwarzes Kost\u00fcm und roter Umhang. Betrunken und gl\u00fccklich. Sie werden diese Welt nicht retten.<\/p>\n<hr style=\"height: 1px; color: #aaa;\" \/>\n<p>Motorcyclists with white masks in the dawn, 20-something girls on the backseats in tight tops and lasciviously straight backs that become shining neon tubes of another world in the far. Honking cars in too narrow streets that madly drive by the stoic masses and in whose rear mirrors the shapes of the food stalls fade out. Mist above the river, above the entire city. Everything\u2019s covered in dirty cotton.<\/p>\n<p>Floating remains of the millions of lives in the brown water of meaningless moments. A huge dead fish next to the ferry with widely opened eyes unable to believe that they\u2019re dead. Ways that lead to all directions, tensions that are pulled and assumptions of kept and broken promises. The city bursts of past and present. Exaggerated demeanour of the temples and memories. Ecstatic rush of the clubs and bars. <\/p>\n<p>Thousands of shades of life and everything\u2019s shining and everything\u2019s creaming. A shape, of which I don\u2019t know whether she is a human or has ever been one, without ears and without eyes, with yellowy-scarred skin and staring mouth. Who placed her in front of the metro station? Tumbling women and men in tiny dresses. Begging mothers with little naked children in between, and every ten metres new faces in the concrete.<\/p>\n<p>In a bar we meet Batman and Superman. Black costume and red cape.<br \/>\nDrunk and happy. They won\u2019t rescue this world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Wei\u00dfmaskige Motorradfahrer in der D\u00e4mmerung, zwanzigj\u00e4hrige M\u00e4dchen auf den R\u00fccksitzen in engen Blusen und lasziv nach oben geschobenen R\u00fccken, die in der Entfernung zu leuchtenden Neonr\u00f6hren einer anderen Welt werden.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":1247,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[30],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1246"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1246"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1246\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1249,"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1246\/revisions\/1249"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/1247"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1246"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1246"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/supersushiwarriors.visitors-j.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1246"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}