Unfug

once or twice in the life of young general sir francis drake he was astounded to discover a green rabbit on board of his ship. Green because it has been drinking all night out of the barrel in which Lord Montgomery has been drowned according to his own will. Filled with pure pleasurebearing exotic wines. A nice way to be killed! Rather than being beheaded with a drunken short sighted idiot who needs three to six strokes until you are granted your poor relief. Then to make things worse he takes your head waving it to the gathered crowd of spectators not knowing that all of your life you´ve been wearing a whig. You, or rather the former top of yours, falls down and the crowd bursts out laughing. One of the most embarassing situations of my life was when i entered a stage pretending (as actors always do) to be a medieval follower of Louis XIV the sun shinning and the streets in front of the huge stage filled with excited people. So I entered, reached the energy center of the stage and took my first pirouettes, when suddenly my white coloured whig due to the rotation was on its way into the audience - leaving me overwhelmed, bare-headed and in total confusion. Angels and Devils were fighting on left and right brain-sides to either convince me of vaporizing immediately or joining the laughter as everybody else did. but what a dilemma - acting is serious and there´s no way escaping it. Impossible to eaven question the holiness of a play - so I continued suffering like I had never suffered before and by anyone who is interested never will suffer again. PLEASE!
Thank you, good night!

Goddammit

And i say: "He is a miserable bastard."
I´m busy like I always am.
Thus he spoke: "Could you move out of my sun?"
Whenever blue turns pale, don´t hesitate to ask why

Dancing stars
hast du genug getan?
chaotic collective knowledge
how to escape
I´m more of a make believer!

Sex Drugs and rock&roll

another busy weekend is done. i opened a shop yesterday so had to do a lot of designing arranging estimating and stuff.

i´m working on mambo typo3 and nuke at the moment but as fast as i learn other things come up to cope with. 

flash master desperately needed in dubai where i will be working in august but i´m no flashmaster 

my studies keep me from being productive. what a joke I went to university because i wanted to learn, wanted to challenge my CPU. 

I imagined a world where there would be no primitive assholes disturbing others in paradise. 

Today as I drove through a silent forest I felt like entering a world which should not be mine nor anyones. I could even feel the barrier higher creatures had set up to withhold the brutal human race from entering the last resorts. Ever so interested - sneaking into every corner and always questioning "Why" and "How"? I enjoyed and was grateful. 

My instant intention was to sit down: but "Why" and "How". 

Surprisingly I couldn´t sit down because there where no benches. I simply was unable to sit down being afraid of small small animals or even worse smaller animals. 

It´s wicked: a few hours later I realised that I went to graveyards when I was a child. Without all this morbid stupid depressing feelings I just enjoyed the silence and peacefulness. At the age of 15 when usual boys impress each other by stealing cars, being cool or brutal, hip modern happy smiling talking nonsense just to make sure they are important. 

I´m more of an observer - I´ve always been. silently attending and seeing more than most people do.

Now at the age of 28 I allow myself to accept that I am able to be happy on my own. Now I´m gonna smoke a cigarette - I quit nearly 2 weeks ago and it´s only been three until now!

Mean while

tonight i ve been elected mayor of a small town. i was appointed to visit my office. i went there by bike, wearing shorts like i always do. 

in front of the building which reflects my administrative powers i couldn´t find a suitable place to park my bike. damn it! someone hysterical ran up to me screaming "Explosions in London" and urging me to sign a ready-made official bulletin in which I expressed my sincere detest of what had happened. 

But what had happened? I didn´t really happen. Someone made something happen. everyone was involved was busy and well informed it seemed to me and even I was informed and had something to announce. 

Another thingy thing took it´s place in the collective memory - not very detailed and definitively not very cared about - and the only thing we all knew is that it was: BAD! and that´s true. 

But do we care? Do I care? having arrived at my well furnished bureau I sink in a cosy cushion have a sip of delighting-coffee and start to drift into my own egosphere further and further away from the terrible clouds that concealed the sun for a short while.

Does anyone know what happened yesterday? do you have the time to tink about it?

part e deux

so this is the space for spreading out my limbs into the wonderful unconquered areas of the internet. 

Just like homo sapiens ascending passionately from water to hostile land. 

Without the slightest idea of clouds arising in future Wednesdays I make my journey against all logic of safety - disregarding the innate longing for boredom - stepping out into the beautiful confusing Chaos expecting nothing but pure hedonism and happiness

One Sunday Morning on Wednesday evening

just a waste of bandwith at the moment but great things R up to come