Christian Bass
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An author, who writes tales of human encounters with nature and wildlife. I dive into the depths of the human psyche, offering an insights into our connection with the world around us, inviting us on a journeys.
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INVISIBLE IN OUR OWN COUNTRY. Top Story - October 2025.
Today, I would like to talk about an issue that concerns us all, even though we too often overlook it: homelessness. In recent weeks, a statement by Chancellor Friedrich Merz has caused quite a stir, when he said that “we still have this problem in the cityscape” – clearly referring to migrants. A remark that not only divides people but also distracts in a fatal way. For while we debate the outward appearance of our cities, about people who supposedly “change” the cityscape, we overlook what is truly shocking: that more and more people have no home at all. That the real problem is not what people look like, but their invisibility – their disappearance from the safety of ordinary life, from the heart of our society.
By Christian Bass3 months ago in Humans
My Ideal Home
Between the whisper of a forest and the call of the sea lies the place I have always dreamed of – a place to retreat to, where my soul can find rest and renewal. Home, to me, has never been merely a matter of walls and windows, but a living space – a place where the heart can finally exhale.
By Christian Bass3 months ago in Longevity
The Spark That Never Died
Punk was never just music – it was, and still is, a way of life. A cry against indifference, a love letter to the freedom of being different. Many say punk is dead. I say: punk lives – louder, sharper, and more essential than ever. And in my life, it was never gone.
By Christian Bass3 months ago in Beat
Betrayed by Blood: The Circle Closes
Part 1: The next stupid trouble to solve within 6 weeks Part 2: Turning The Tide Part 3: The Circle Closes I hear the words of The Living Years by Mike and the Mechanics echoing in my head—words about regret, about things left unsaid between generations. “You can listen as well as you hear,” they say, but what happens when no one ever truly listens? When voices are drowned out by control, by expectations, by a family more focused on power than love? I think about those lyrics a lot, about the weight of words unspoken, the damage of conversations never had. But unlike the song, my story won’t be one of regret. My voice is finally being heard, even if I’m the only one listening.
By Christian Bass10 months ago in Confessions
Simple Man
As I get older, thoughts like this start creeping in—what do I want the world to remember about me? What’s the one thing that should last long after I’m gone? And then it hit me. If there were one song to be played at my funeral, one song that truly captures the essence of my life, it would be Simple Man. That’s it. That’s what I want to leave behind. Success? It fades. It’s nice, sure—but in the end, it means nothing. What really matters is leaving this world as the person I truly am. That’s everything.
By Christian Bass11 months ago in Pride
Betrayed by blood: Turning the Tide
Part one, in case you missed it: Two weeks in, and I am already proving that I still can beat the odds. Despite the chaos my so-called biological family threw at me, I have managed to push forward and make some serious progress.
By Christian Bass11 months ago in Confessions
