(This is not me …)
I really don’t like stuff about my physical identity published on the internet, hence no socials or anything of that sort. So, have a rudimentarily drawn picture of this duck-thing with house shoes instead…
You’re welcome :>

Some actual context about me though: I like music.
I mean … I REALLY like music. I find music to be a better language than language itself. I found, it is capable of expressing depths of one’s heart unlike anything any word in the world can express on its own. Which is why (most of) my music is wordless. It has quickly turned into an investigation for me about how far I can take expression through wordless music. Turns out, it is far more potent than I initially expected.

I only write music when I feel unexpressed movements within me that I have no full understanding of yet. As a byproduct of this, all of my songs are purely distilled inner movements … prayers, in a way. Usually, I have no idea, what a song will end up expressing in advance. I only look at the finished [wordless] story afterwards, and try to understand what it means, sometimes years later. I built this website to create a space where I can put these interpretations into written stories illustrating the movement.

What do I believe

I believe it is a good idea for me to give an open statement about what I believe, because my music is … public. So my story is … in a way … public too. I do not like strange gossip, so giving an honest statement about my motivations seemed appropriate, given the biblical references of some of the stories I tell. I can say this with sincerity:

I have deep faith in the validity of a final source of all goodness, as some seem to be more comfortable calling it, or more plainly, to me: God. Why exactly I came to the belief that God must be the source, is a private matter to me, but I am open to being asked about it. Much of my music seeks to explore what goodness is – basically “the heart of God” in other terms, and it is through Music that I feel much more precisely what is good … and what is not. It allows me to analyze all stirrings within me: The good and the bad, and I must search them all, hear them all, because where else would you aim for, if not at something you truly believe to be good, away from what is not?

I believe that humans have the uniquely divine ability to be led by any number of motivational complexes (spirits, for all those who recognize that there is such a layer of existence) – be they good or not. As I see it, the God I believe in respects choices made resolutely, out of love for us. For there is no true love that is not freely given, which is, in return [my belief], what He desires from us: Freely given love. But he will never force it on me, I am free to chose it. In accordance with this, I must not force my belief on anyone, hence, I took great care to formulate all my texts on this website in what I think is a manner that communicates:
“I respect the autonomy of your thoughts, no matter the difference to mine.”

If you find you must disagree because something you read on my page doesn’t add up to this, please, let me know. I make mistakes, and they require openness to fixing.

I find this internal adventure of mine worth sharing, and since I believe that I have the same autonomy of thought as I grant anyone in my perimeter, I have been looking for a way that feels authentic to do so.

“No one lights a lamp only to place it under a basket or under the bed. It is meant to be placed on a lampstand.”

This is my lampstand. My lamp is what I believe to be most Good.

Valiant Exile …

An Exile of sorts I have always been. Valiance, however, is a virtue I cannot claim to ever have earned [rather the opposite … I was a coward. Many. Times]. Valiance comes as an often undeserved return — a promise, as I see it — for taking on the commitment of following goodness wherever it takes you. A promise that if only you truly believe that what you aim at is good, you will have all the valiance you need. A promise from God to each and every one who chooses him freely. Valiant: A name which you may call yourself, because he has already called you by it: Have no fear, for I am with you – His Words… His Words that I believed. It is a choice. A choice of what it is one choses to see. I decided to see that nothing has the power to convince me that goodness is anything else but simply good, and it is this exact goodness I seek.
Jesus is good. As good as good can be. Embracing his life through mine is [and has been] my unrivaled source of Valiance.
An Exile I will remain for his name. Until that will no longer be necessary.