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sick (heart)
(note: people not having read this blog from the very beginning might want to read this entry first) The world is frozen. Everything is trapped under this blue ice hard as stone. The glazed frost forces me to move faster than I want to. In my headphones I hear Peter Gabriel singing that life carries
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Insomnia
Over thirty hours without zeds. Welcome to an insomniac’s life. 2 am. I’m trying every single method to get some sleep, none is crowned with success. Not even the strange proposition by one of my profs to “replace all vowels in the mother tongue when faling asleep”. I could create a whole new language if
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White lily
She was enslaved. Watch her, manunkind, as her heart is burning. See her, slashing her wrists, as her faith is leaving. Remember her, cyring for help all her life, as she was slowly dying. She was raped. Not because of what He has done, not because of what she did, But because of what we
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A bit lost
Have you ever remembered something of which you’re not sure if it ever happened? I have this one memory that has been floating through my mind for the past few days. I don’t even know why I remember it, maybe a smell, a sound or a touch is responsible. What drives me crazy is the
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Mac meets Intel with an uninspired spot and Jack Bauer
&Have you seen the new ad for the Mac now running on an Intel processor yet? When I first saw it I really liked it. And I still do – but not as much anymore. Although at first tons of websites reported that the idea for the video was stolen from a musicvideo by The
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We are humanity
Google’s shares go down in value nearly eleven billion dollars because they try to protect people’s privacy rights, in Russian temperature keeps falling as far as minus 61 degree centigrade and claims more and more victims, in New York a dead man is sitting in the subway without anyone noticing, in Germany a father aged
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Why geeks and nerds are worth it
A funny top 15 reasons list why geeks and nerds are the better boyfriends. Guys, spread that list among girls. :-) Link (via JensScholz.com)
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The good old times (6)
party at Rengel (April 4th, 2004)
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Keywords
Some keywords by which people came on this blog. sad thoughts Well seems fitting… italian podcast I’d have been glad to help ’cause it would mean I knew a good one. thedrama.co.uk It’s something I’ll never understand: why google an url? nice christmas thoughts Gonna be tough to find some here… thoughts of great peoples
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Knowledge is power
A few weeks ago I was sitting in a café before school, reading the last pages of Dickens’ Hard Times. Around 9 o’clock, a group of people came in. I knew all of them. I knew which school they’re in, which class they’re in and I knew their names. Some of them I’ve even already
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“Inane” reviews
Here are the reviews I got so far by some other poets at the poetry pages community – actually the first poem I ever got reviews about by people I don’t know. […]
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23
Just a note for the hackers and geeks of you out there: the German television sender RTL2 will be airing the movie ’23’ starring the ingenious August Diehl as Karl Koch tonight at 11pm (after ’24′(!)). The movie shows the life of Koch aka Hagbard Celine, a pioneer in the German hacker scene in the
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eximplode (v)
to feel as if your body […]
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A simple question, isn’t it? (2)
Here is part two of an essay on the question why we feel. […]
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A simple question, isn’t it? (1)
Here is part one of an essay on the question why we feel. […]
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Untitled Nr 8372
Is life d o w n here? Or is it there? Angst f l o a t i n g through my body e v e r y w h e r e nowhere h a g f e l i o c o s f l e n s I’m l o s t Yet fear knows its way towards the deepest part of my soul. And hope? G o n e .
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Labeled: unbelievable
Renewing the sewer system the Luxemburgish way (May 2004)
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Inane
Purple rain out of bleeding clouds, Decayed leaves on trees black all over, Squalid districts in a deserted town, Starving child under a rotten bench. A crippled human walking past The ruins of a crashed mall, A deadened soul creeping through The foul mud left behind. Echoes of poltergeists moaning, Much cry and little wool,
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À propos WordPress 2.0
While Raff already upgraded his blog to the new version 2.0, I’ve been worrying about some problems with this newest version of WordPress. But I think I finally came to a decision: I won’t upgrade till a less buggy version is out. And, with such a cool adminpanel, who would be eager to upgrade to
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The good old times (5)
Jeanne’s 18th birthday (April 25th, 2004)
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Turning and tossing
I got drunk tonight, tried to drown my pain, Sleep was to be my drug, but I drank in vain. I closed my eyes for an hour, the last bottle in my hand, But woke up now, unable to cut this band. I saw you in my dreams, screening sand, My little angel, so innocent
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Podcast
Last year was the year of the podcast, as the word was declared word of the year. Apart from English and German podcasts however, most nations seem not so enthusiastic about this newest method of using the web. I’ve been searching for an Italian podcast the last hour on the web and on iTunes, and