If counted well the Germans today can/could watch Dinner for one (The 90th Birthday) - history here - 16 times at different times on various TV-channels, and aside from the original in various German dialects inclusive a Swiss version.
Very strange folks, the Germans.
Well, judge for yourself.
Tiny tip-off: Be absolutely determined not to laugh.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Where there is a will ...
... there is no way.
No one will come to know why I laughed til I cried, yesterday night.
Neither there will anyone come to know why I (almost) desperately cried tonight.
[At least, not now.]
... ' cause I would not tell, which again would be another story.
Laughter and sadness: siblings they are.
Thus, to all who – despite I do find amazing that so many people in 2011 would still be conditioned to believe in what they have been told in their youth:
Don't start thinking (yourself). Just enjoy what you have been taught to think you believe: Merry whatever.
Don't start thinking (yourself). Just enjoy what you have been taught to think you believe: Merry whatever.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Nothing to share
(Even when you are longing:)
Sadness can not be shared.
You may talk about to one person, to ten, to hundreds.
Even if being empathic: No one will feel the same. None will (be able to) share your sadness.
Same goes for love, for any of your feelings. They are unique.
You are unique.
I am unique.
Hoorah!
The peace of the night.
...
And what is when they grow 232 kg of sweet corn to produce one litre of ethanol?
Now, that's organised stupidity / crime.
I am not willing to share.
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| Kestrel, not in need of maize/ethanol. |
Friday, December 09, 2011
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