Maniwolf may be seen as a free bird who sings the song of the unspeakable beauty, joy, sadness, fragility and absurdity of our earthly existence.

In his free-flowing short stories, Maniwolf draws on our instincts, feelings, conscious and unconscious streams that we often fight instead of joyfully embracing them, learning from them, letting them guide us.

While wading through the morass of neglect and abuse, defeat and death, he opens his heart and tries to embrace our humanity, writing, singing.

He sings of desperate humans who have been cruelly deprived of their inalienable hopes and dreams, staggering aimlessly through our world in search for love, with pure hearts, yet marked, dazed, blinded and bewildered.

He sings of our childhood scenarios, survival struggles, nomadic journeys, hopeless love, erotic entanglements, and eternal yearning for fulfilment as we are wandering through time and space.

Don’t let us listen to hyped-up technocrats, cold-pressed intellectuals, corporate bores, lusty Krämerseelen, military delusionists! No humanity there!

Instead let’s take the less-traveled road to our genuine, real selves, our miraculous human lifeliness, dreams, imagination, passions, desires, empathy, uniqueness. Where we find, beyond our struggles, everything we need in abundance…beauty and joy, meaning and love.

 Maniwolf is trying to be a simple human voice in an alienated, emotionally crippled world.

And that’s his mission, if any: To encourage, through his stories,  anybody who feels that drive for personal freedom. Go for it now, against all odds! No matter how rough, tough, flawed, fragile, faint, faltering….

Tomorrow it may be too late!