Month: May 2015

a disease in reality is just dissatisfaction? Puff – all the medicine is really not useful at all. I admit, a broken leg or knee is a fact – but there are many many diseases that are symptoms of something else… fact is: certain industries want us to be ill. And I know why I am writing this in English.

so many topics now – my desktop testifies it. My ‘human brain’ too, for sure. Laughed out loud lately that a song from XTC is not called ‚Censors Working Overtime‘ – as I alway thought and heard – but ‚Senses Working Overtime‘.

Really hilarious – because my understanding has always been a given fact for me – but the right title makes even more sense resp. senses for me today.
‘When the senses are working overtime’ – you notice it one day. Time out. Eyes shut. Let it go in one ear and out the other. Offline.

Already found my human sunshines 😉 – or better: they found me when I was 8 weeks old.
But no real Bladerl my heart is beating for – hm, tja, perhaps, I have one in mind … – but if they want me? Should be an intelligent, humorous, ironic, up to date and sometimes really retro, not totally digital, critic, incorruptible paper/ magazine – but open and tolerant. Something out there? Hope so …

today.
But it doesn’t matter – people take heir umbrellas or a good cap or whatever and withstand the raindrops falling on their head. And the dogs: get wet. As long as you have the opportunity to have a warm shelter afterwards – why not?
Uh – I might catch a cold, uff, how do I look like then? Ui, how can I dry my fur then? What about the colors of my clothes- do they fade out?
If you know what kind of dog you are and what exactly you wear – where is the problem? GO.

A dream within a dream? NO – never more. This is real. A dancing dog.

Rock.  Pop.   Dance.

the words together now

      up

  on the dance floor

A former friend of Almut started writing very early when he still was at school. And when I remember it well he won a price with his lyrics – a small booklet titled ‚Worte sind Steine‘ (Hans Lassen; oh no – it is not him – but who else wrote it? Carlo Levi! Ah, memories are tricky sometimes … the booklet with Hans’ texts is ‘Zwischen Wort und Wort’).
Of course you can fight with words – they can be touchy, nice, they can be harsh, they can violate. Sometimes we do not know until somebody shouts ‚Hey, you are hurting me with that, are you crazy?‘ At least discussions start then – but do not start them with your feasts 😉 or teeth.

and autumn is slowly crawling in … still the weather is beautiful outside. Enjoy the sun as much as you can, sun is warming us. And he let’s us forget about the winter that will surely come after autumn (at least in Middle Europe) – hopefully with my beloved snow.

And when does the ‚Herbst des Lebens’ begin? When we notice little ‚Zipperleins’? When we forget names, little somethings? When we prepare to retire?

It is in fact simple: when we are getting old. Everybody is getting old – and this is normal. Do not fight too much against it.

Yes, we still have LPs and CDs – und das ist gut so.

Because we re-discovered a song – resp. a LP – Almut had totally forgotten about over the years: Dr. Alban, Hello Afrika.

Yes, Afrika with ‚k‘, really, I only noticed after a second take. From 1990 (!). Dr. Alban is Nigerian and is living in Sweden since his 18th birthday – that is the reason why for the ‚k‘ in Afrika. The singing dentist. There’s really a lot… working as a DJ helped him to finance his studies. He had the chance to go to university. I was totally thrilled by the song: ‚Hello Afrika, tell me how you doin‘. What would Africa answer, as a whole? What do you think? Hello to my bro.
But coming back to the song. Fantastic – moves legs and brain – there is also a woman singing – Leila K. – singing Nigerian? Marvellous. (P.S.: after listening to the song several times – it is English)
And Dr. Alban is not new to Almut, she has been on stage with a Dr. Alban song. Step Aerobic Group Show at the Kieler Woche with ‚Sing Hallelujah‘, decades ago … (huh, a little bit awkward, but, OK, she was young …).
Finally: Have a close look at the LP cover… what comes into your mind? Nothing? No good. Something? Better. Many things? Go tell me about it (hm, this reminds me of ….).

 

Had a good start into the new day? Many had not – for sure. Trouble at home? With master and mistress? No goodies at home? And many more annoying things. For those I have a special tip:

What is it that makes ‘a good start into the day’? For some it is the first hug, some like to stand for hours being groomed.

And important for many gogs – if they are willing to admit or not – a kind word or talk, a ‚Oh hello, good to see you, how are you?‘ IMPORTANT? VERY IMPORTANT!

SO: When you step out of your door make your decision: Smile or not. If you want that the others notice that your start was no good at all – grumble. Lucky you, when someone dares to ask how you are doing – then you can talk about and perhaps laugh about it together (good case).

OR (1) they say that you are a troublemaker, whiner – nobody will ever have a talk or walk with you again (worst case).
OR (2) You say to yourself: Shit can happen, smile – but please: Do not suppress it (because: This is no good.). Solve the things where they have to be solved (best case).

P.S.: SO: and OR (2): Having come to terms with yourself – ‘dann klappt’s auch mit dem Nachbarn’ (war das nicht die Somat Werbung???) VERY BEST CASE

Wenn ich nicht mit einkaufen kommen kann, Sozialkontakte nicht pflege, keine Arbeit habe, keine Fragen stellen darf (‚Misch dich nicht ein!‘ ‚Immer wenn du dich einmischst geht was schief.’ ‘Sitz’, ‘Platz’, ‘Ab’) – ja was kann/ darf/ soll ich dann noch hier? Simple Fragen werden mir schon als Einmischung ausgelegt… bald trau’ ich mich überhaupt nicht mehr irgend etwas zu sagen – verstumme quasi ganz. Ja, aus Angst. Aus Angst eine gewischt zu kriegen. Aus Angst noch mehr Brüllerei zu provozieren. Aus Angst vor der Angst.
Bleibt da noch was? Wo in den tiefsten Tiefen soll ich dann mein Selbstwertgefühl suchen? Schließlich bin ich ein intelligenter Schnauzer.