2008


  • Stillleben

    Irgendwann endete der Tag dann am Bahnhof. Es war kein perfekter Tag gewesen, aber doch besser als viele der vorangeganenen Wochen und Monate. Es war einer dieser Art Tage wie man sie sich den Sommer über wünscht. Doch der Sommer war bereits vorbei. Die Sonne ging wieder vor 21 Uhr unter, es regnete die meisten…

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  • Glück

    Sie sagt, das mag ich so an dir, und legt ihren Kopf gegen deinen Arm.Sie schläft neben dir ein, und dir wird klar was du alles für sie tun würdest.Sie sagt, mein neuer Freund sieht aus wie du, und du findest das okay.Sie lächelt und legt ihre Hand auf deine Wange.Sie sagt, ich werd dich…

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  • How awesome is that?!

    Just received this email from Sigur Rós: To show our gratitude to you for your support in ordering the Deluxe Edition we want you to become a part of it. We are going to credit you and all the people who have purchased the Deluxe Edition so far by listing your name in the book.…

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  • Glimmer

    Many people, when they look at the night sky, become dreamers. The vast black field with small beacons sprinkled all over it – to them it is open to any and all interpretations. When I look at them, the punctures in pitch-black darkness, I see death. Those dots, those tiny dots of light are nothing…

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  • Stars Are But The Light Of Dead Suns

    Take my heart and break it or doto it whatever you fancy. You arethe loneliness who could need lifeor just something to play with and Idon’t need this heart no more becauseI tried giving it away to someone whomight have taken care of it butwho didn’t want to in the end. That’salright. I closed my…

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  • Horror Vacui

    Memories withered and fallen off my soul,my heart burned to cinders, the lightin my eyes diffused on an empty canvas —in the distant softly echoes an infernal choirsurrounded by shattered lives.It takes two steps back to seemy image blur away in eternal mirrors,two steps forward to slow it down. A crushing sound and empty spacesaround…

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  • Philophobia

    Philophobia, a poem by Thierry Heles.

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    Philophobia

  • Heliophobia

    We have cappuccino in a soup bowl and watch some boyfriend stealing jewelsin a barn until we are cleaned out. We let our feelings slowly drop down like molten metal,because red will be unfashionable this summer and so will be honesty and lies. They celebrate victory outside. Of what. Be paranoid, we stalk. We don’t…

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  • Falling, slowly

    I’m known to walk through parks on my ownto imagine worlds I’ll never see —where stars are a light shining through puncturesin the black sky, where a child’s laughter is the song of life,or where street lights are beacons to lone souls.Where humans fly with seagulls from shore to shore,or where pain is an alien…

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  • Because some people apparently don’t realise when Sigur Rós puts out new content

    Heiman is a place you can come to to find all the songs and performances from the Icelandic tour that didn’t make it into the film ‘Heima’. Sign up and get the first video clip completely free and we’ll also keep you up to date with news about the new album and live events. Check…

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  • Laughing Sunday #8 – The Mighty Boosh

    Here‘s their official website.

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  • Laughing Sunday #7 – Bob Saget

    Here‘s his official website.

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  • Laughing Sunday #5 – Demetri Martin

    Suggested by Chris. Thank you. Here‘s his official website.

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  • Laughing Sunday #4 – Ricky Gervais

    Here‘s his official website.

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  • From Where Snow Still Buries Whole Houses

    It’s the way you say andwhen you’re annoyed, your questioning lookwhen I make fun of you,the way you try to pronounce Prostand then say skoal instead.It’s the way you nudge me when I’m standing at the tilland don’t immediately notice you walking past,it’s the way you wave hello and how you hate coffeebut love tea.…

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  • I unfolded it and put it on a glass table,then I laid on the floor and watched it for hours,but it didn’t change. I put it next to my phone on my deskso I could look at it from time to timeto see if it’s still there. I held it in my hand while falling…

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  • Laughing Sunday #2: Bill Bailey

    Here‘s his official website.

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  • I love you maybe not

    Fingertips are dancing over clouds and raindrops swimming in the lake,the wind is gently caressing your cheek and sunrays are singing a song,a squirrel is hiding beneath the rainbow and trees are reaching for those lilies –I only sit on the train, drive the world apart and together.Never now and always I hold my breath…

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  • Laughing Sunday #1: Rhod Gilbert

    Here‘s his official website.

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  • Absolut genial

    Dee Kommentar vum Chris beim Joël am Blog huet et an sech. :))

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  • Slowly it’s all fading

    Only one thing that matters, only one.Above and beyond cover the cityas I lay beside you watching you sleep.It’s so easy to be with you. I imagine back the shimmer in your eyes,a glimmer of hope in this disappearing world.This is life: we’re not who we want to be. I want to lift the weight…

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  • Halo Of Pendor

    For the past weeks, I have desperately been skimming through my iTunes library, looking for a song to go with my current mood. I couldn’t find any, which is quite scary as I have every genre you could possibly think of – Jazz, Rock, Punk, Trance, Avant Garde, Alternativ, Indie, Electronica, HipHop, Postrock, Bass’n Drum,…

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  • Shard

    Yellow drawn lines across a pretended world,passed away leaves wriggling through the crowds,a smile, laughter and happiness maybe,arms held quietly like a hawk floating through the skies –we watch you. Some shake their heads, I won’t.

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  • Charlie’s Adventures: The Test Of Courage

    Charlie was a brave little boy. So brave in fact, that all the other young kids on the playground deeply admired him for his courage. So lionhearted even that he went to bed without needing a night lamp, because he did not fear any monsters that could be hiding under his bed or in the…

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  • Midnight walk

    Where the clouds shine and the sun rains,where authors were bornand castles were burned,I met a girl called Amy. She was a long way from homeand lost in this world; amazedand confused she held my armtelling me about where she used to live.It’s a place where I’ve never beenbut always wanted to see,or dream away.…

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  • Trost und Traurigkeit

    Glauben Sie nicht, dass der, welcher Sie zu trösten versucht, mühelos unter den einfachen und stillen Worten lebt, die Ihnen manchmal wohltun. Sein Leben hat viel Mühsal und Traurigkeit und bleibt weit hinter Ihnen zurück. Wäre es aber anders, so hätte er jene Worte nie finden können. Rainer Maria Rilke

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  • The most awesome advert ever

    I thought the Mac and PC ads by Apple were funny (well, some of them at least), but these are fucking hilarious!

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  • to bite the bullet

    They talk a strange language in good old Blighty… By the way: If you haven’t seen Damages yet, you gotta see it. I’ve just watched the pilot on the BBC. It’s yet another lawyer series, but the characters are really intriguing (and it’s character driven, not focused on the trials) and there’s one big story…

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  • Near You

    Dat gesäit nawell ganz no engem intressante Film aus. Deen Trailer zumindest steet senge Virbiller aus der auslännescher Filmindustrie a näischt no. Ech hoffen et gett dee Film och iergendwann op DVD, am Kino wert ech jo wuel leider verpassen. Première ass de 19. Januar am Ariston.

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