Reality. Whatever that is. Nomatter. It’s too exhausting. Obviously. That’s why so many have bit and can stop biting in the meat of GRIEVENCE SENTIMENT and BELONGING. The new mantra. But it’s still exhausting. No wonder so many fall for it. It shouldn’t be that way. Stop.
A (in)famous (extreme) approaches the finish line ahead of all trailers. But at the moment he is about to cross the line he stops. He refuses to cross. What to do in a world where everyone only wants to cross that line. More people on the planet need to be just like (in)famous (extreme). Stop.
There is survival but there are no survivors. Gravity. What is it? It is something to grab on to. You can touch it. Gravity. Particle or wave? Who cares? What is it that can oppose gravity? Or, better, if gravity causes us all, always, to full down, what then can cause us to fall up? […]
What is the difference between invention and creation? Scratch that. Have something “better” to do. I have once again returned to the Ausländerbehörde. Waiting. What to do about things summarized in a word but only explainable by demonstration? Example? Get examples of words for happiness. -Need to get three month Gehaltsabrechnung for the civil servants […]
Practice makes perfect. But what about history? Haven’t we been practicing long enough? What’s really gong on? I feel physically deprived most likely due to the fact my organism is kaputt. Nothing to do with history, though… Still I must find a way to practice. My heart is so heavy right now. It’s never felt like […]
Each day passes the past. The fight hangs-on and gets tougher. Life (fails) to weed-out the riff-raff. It’s weeding me out. What I cannot understand is the acceptance. The pure and unadulterated indifference that existence is set in this track, path, and there is no shoulder. But is there enough connection out there today to […]
Have not yet found a way to dance (romance) my/the sorrow. And so. Vulcanisation is amazing and so too are fries, cool, but are both and thrice reversible? Cherub Rock, the Smashing Pumpkins have left me. Heard that song too much. Confused. Made me thing of plastic plus polymer plus sulphur. Then burn something without […]
The greatest artist ever was the guy who drew the first stick-man. America is manufactured by the lowest bidder.
LOP. Again. Anonymous. One of the rules (character name here) tells (character name here) is to not ask personal questions because there is no personal, there is literally no life. The whole shebang is a joke stuck in a lie that is the ether. Otherwise. (Character) tells (other character) to go fuck off and to […]
A (man) should only improve from on his mistake. A woman, on the other hand… When a man makes a mistake he can and should improve on it. But what of a woman? Is this the pay-back men get from so many (insert time here) of feminine frustration? And so I ask: are we the […]
Human emotions. The indian (India) have numerous ways to describe happiness, whereas we, western civilisation, have (very) few ways. Find the ways. Write them down. Promote them as a competitor to the Bible. Use language. Unusual language. Un-understandable language. Make up new bloody words. Shyexcitment. Disdantdrone. Presblackanance. If not, so not. The word can pink. […]
Love not without passion. Should? German women, men? Know no passion? And so the character differences in humanity stem from love? Today another odd one. Burial of Karl Heinz. Husband to better-halves sister. Schwager. Watching, observing, as usual, the Germanins and their rituals. They are all one. One for all. How should I join such […]
LOP. Letter of Proposal. A silly title for a book, I know. Nomatter. The premise of (main character) meeting (another character) at (random airport) to change. The other (main) motivating factor for him to go to (another random airport) with (another character) is the “job” offer to drive car from coast to coast. (Main character) […]
Another solution? LOP. The reason (character) drives across US (from San Fran) is NOT to just bring car somewhere but also to pick up someone. The anonymous people who live in America. Either those born there but never registered or those smuggled in and never registered. (Character) (Stone) is given directions where to pick up […]
It’s the everything or nothing game. Life, that is. That is, life. But I think mostly of the corporate world and their job adverts. And their jobs. The actual doing of the(ir) jobs. They want everything or nothing. Das Volk hide behind meaninglessness of “a career”. What they end up getting is the best they […]