grapes
grapes
It was a sunny day as it always has to be a sunny day when a story should start with a positive image, but the wind brought clouds and slowly pulling open this announced the end of the leave of Josh and his friends.
"Not so bad," said the lanky, long blond hair grown to his group. "The holiday is over, what we care about the weather even more. At home, it's once again plowing like crazy and after none of us a job with outdoor ... "
" Shut up, Josh brought "Sue him up. Her long black hair blowing in the wind here. "We ourselves know that the week is over, you have us not also under the nose rub. Let us look for the switch to the check-in. "
Terminal 2, number 41, direction" Luke was on the south and put the tickets back in his leather jacket. The road passed between access road for buses and the long flight to the hall signs past when the airlines were printed.
"Good, that our Luke always knows" Josh joked, but his good Lauer met with irritated faces.
"Can not you just shut up, Josh?" Alex Sue took her hand and was followed by Luke, the herschob the car with the suitcases in front of him. Josh waited briefly and wondered if he should answer it, but then decided it would rather be let. When he's not trying to keep alive his friends half the night, she liked him, otherwise they would hardly have flown away with him. At the thought he had to laugh and trudged along behind.
© Christian Ziegler
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
How Do Investors Make Investment Decisions
autumn tale
autumn tale
(voice, I, anti-self, mind)
Me: So I stand here broken by the world hope that stops at my jump a car.
anti-self: Keep? Oh, you fool tör'chter. Do yourself front end that up against a man forbid. I
: Keep or not, what the heck. Are you staying but the one that you're the.
anti-I: Or the one you to be believe me. Whether the death of us or die verein't we alone?
I: The doubts they live and hold you very much. Were not you the one who denies?
Anti-Me: I just parodied you, I think I'm crazy.
Me: Stop! Forced confinement, I call your behavior ...
anti-I: And I cowardly up! Allowed to retain the phrase as a gift at all happy.
voice: Ah, listen to last!
Me: A gift from you? I decline with thanks must go now burneth my way.
anti-ME: Finally, do the first step.
I: Whether to keep the cars be?
voice: Ah cease, I can not.
anti-I: Go now, you have them the same.
mind: Can I help you?
Me: What not now, the can not be.
anti-I: Trust him not a word that must not be!
I: And what if he is it?
anti-I: And if he were? What's bothering you? Stop it with the Alberein!
voice alone! Be quiet at last.
mind: So stop!
anti-ego: The thief of Proverbs, it does not listen to!
Me: What if I can not help?
anti-I: Then we want to stay rooted.
I: I find beautiful trees.
voice: Oh stranger, do you not understand that.
Spirit: A tear flows only in winter freezes it up. Keep a little by.
Anti-Me: My 'head's tears, with so much stupid lust. I
: "Lust is the wrong word.
anti-I: Negative tainted as the murder.
Me: But the meaning may I ask anyway.
anti-I: The stranger is not on hanging tits.
voice: I'm not hanging tits!
mind: Sorry, what did they say?
Anti-Me: Apologize to me. Treason!
Me: No, why should he?
anti-I: All information without guarantee? May it not destroy your project! "
voice, you do not understand!
mind: Do I understand's that? I act as I see it!
Anti-Me: I want only one thing: Oh please, go!
I: I want to, him to stay.
voice: they are absorbed me.
mind: This is not the worst. An inherent to each of them since birth.
Me: You talk about us.
Anti-Me: I'm piqued.
Spirit: The trouble is their noise, they have to kill him. Turn the lever! You can sweep them.
anti-I: the turn from us, then do something!
Me: What, that sounds like fun!
anti-I: Our death is the silence? That's a birth control pill!
Me: Oh, the only powerful anti-gas ...
Me: Thank you very dear to you, there are reliable!
voice: Ah, so they show me how!
mind: turning it a bit here, a little there. Then it sounds as good as ever. Away by a vote of no near-site!
anti-I: murks
... Me: ... Urks
voice: You are a hero!
mind: Well no, but they give me their money.
voice: What, I do not understand?
Spirit: A little bit here and a bit there ...
anti-I: Hooray ... I
: We're back!
Anti-Me: You wanted to be silent forever?
Me: Oh, I did not know what kind of suffering.
voice: Oh no, what have they done?
mind: Nothing, because money rules the world. And they have one, they end up like a flower wilts, the!
anti-ego: he begins to please me! I
: Not so, he can bounce on the floor.
anti-self: time to jump.
Me: Oh, I do it.
anti-I: God bless.
voice: "I have no money.
© Christian Ziegler
autumn tale
(voice, I, anti-self, mind)
Me: So I stand here broken by the world hope that stops at my jump a car.
anti-self: Keep? Oh, you fool tör'chter. Do yourself front end that up against a man forbid. I
: Keep or not, what the heck. Are you staying but the one that you're the.
anti-I: Or the one you to be believe me. Whether the death of us or die verein't we alone?
I: The doubts they live and hold you very much. Were not you the one who denies?
Anti-Me: I just parodied you, I think I'm crazy.
Me: Stop! Forced confinement, I call your behavior ...
anti-I: And I cowardly up! Allowed to retain the phrase as a gift at all happy.
voice: Ah, listen to last!
Me: A gift from you? I decline with thanks must go now burneth my way.
anti-ME: Finally, do the first step.
I: Whether to keep the cars be?
voice: Ah cease, I can not.
anti-I: Go now, you have them the same.
mind: Can I help you?
Me: What not now, the can not be.
anti-I: Trust him not a word that must not be!
I: And what if he is it?
anti-I: And if he were? What's bothering you? Stop it with the Alberein!
voice alone! Be quiet at last.
mind: So stop!
anti-ego: The thief of Proverbs, it does not listen to!
Me: What if I can not help?
anti-I: Then we want to stay rooted.
I: I find beautiful trees.
voice: Oh stranger, do you not understand that.
Spirit: A tear flows only in winter freezes it up. Keep a little by.
Anti-Me: My 'head's tears, with so much stupid lust. I
: "Lust is the wrong word.
anti-I: Negative tainted as the murder.
Me: But the meaning may I ask anyway.
anti-I: The stranger is not on hanging tits.
voice: I'm not hanging tits!
mind: Sorry, what did they say?
Anti-Me: Apologize to me. Treason!
Me: No, why should he?
anti-I: All information without guarantee? May it not destroy your project! "
voice, you do not understand!
mind: Do I understand's that? I act as I see it!
Anti-Me: I want only one thing: Oh please, go!
I: I want to, him to stay.
voice: they are absorbed me.
mind: This is not the worst. An inherent to each of them since birth.
Me: You talk about us.
Anti-Me: I'm piqued.
Spirit: The trouble is their noise, they have to kill him. Turn the lever! You can sweep them.
anti-I: the turn from us, then do something!
Me: What, that sounds like fun!
anti-I: Our death is the silence? That's a birth control pill!
Me: Oh, the only powerful anti-gas ...
Me: Thank you very dear to you, there are reliable!
voice: Ah, so they show me how!
mind: turning it a bit here, a little there. Then it sounds as good as ever. Away by a vote of no near-site!
anti-I: murks
... Me: ... Urks
voice: You are a hero!
mind: Well no, but they give me their money.
voice: What, I do not understand?
Spirit: A little bit here and a bit there ...
anti-I: Hooray ... I
: We're back!
Anti-Me: You wanted to be silent forever?
Me: Oh, I did not know what kind of suffering.
voice: Oh no, what have they done?
mind: Nothing, because money rules the world. And they have one, they end up like a flower wilts, the!
anti-ego: he begins to please me! I
: Not so, he can bounce on the floor.
anti-self: time to jump.
Me: Oh, I do it.
anti-I: God bless.
voice: "I have no money.
© Christian Ziegler
Monday, September 22, 2008
Leesburg Fl Full Brazillian Wax
Signs of life beginning
Yes I'm still alive! The reason why I recently had so little presence here is easily explained. Work work work!
Add to that the pendulum, which runs quite a bit. With the Internet I've
so my troubles. After it whenever I want online pure or must not work to me, the provider responds only after the event or to my questions, what was the matter now, only with a standard e-mail: Sorry, I'm intending the switch.
me happy at the job so far really good. However, a new offer last week, is purely fluttered - in Vienna - and now I'm wondering about whether I should do that again but not a relocation ...
More later ...
Yes I'm still alive! The reason why I recently had so little presence here is easily explained. Work work work!
Add to that the pendulum, which runs quite a bit. With the Internet I've
so my troubles. After it whenever I want online pure or must not work to me, the provider responds only after the event or to my questions, what was the matter now, only with a standard e-mail: Sorry, I'm intending the switch.
me happy at the job so far really good. However, a new offer last week, is purely fluttered - in Vienna - and now I'm wondering about whether I should do that again but not a relocation ...
More later ...
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Diagram Of Pelvic Adhesions
I'm back from Gmunden, today the weather has made us a spanner in the works. Yesterday's it for this cozy, but would rather be alone with Kerstin been away - S. remained so almost nothing left other than keep up. An hour ago he drove. I am about our "relationship" does not quite fit, believe there will soon be a call payable.
This week is the last, where I'm Christa's temporary replacement with the driver's license examinations. It used be a nice variety and lucrative, but also one months is sufficient. Also in the patho I'll go this week, the last time before I start the new job in August.
As I mentioned, a new Training Agency, have had where I have to learn not only back a lot, but may make back many presentations (haha), I'm going to spend much time on the road, because 1 hour are driving and abroad planned, there is something quiet be. I will not be able to post daily, or I do not want spam infinite, but you also offer stories that interest you. Since I have noticed (or have since communicated with a few) that they have taken me from the list because they were not maintained sufficiently, had or have no interest in my private life, but only to the "stories" I would like a little clean up.
I'm more for a small but nice circle that does not mind if I'm two weeks to post anything, but then got all the more ....
I mentioned earlier that I read all the journals, just because I will not comment on this does not mean that you are not in sight for me. I just do not always say something, but I remember everything;)
Who does not like it, please take me off the list.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Leesburg Fl Full Brazilian Wax
joke of the day (Note blondes - Trigger hazard)
A blonde wants to get rid of the cat and her husband secretly
decides to suspend it. She takes her into the car, 20
homes goes far is the cat and goes home. Ten minutes later
the cat is back.
Well, thinks the blonde, was perhaps a little short
the route. Sits down again with the cat in the car, 5 km
travels far and will stop them. Twenty minutes later, the cat is back home
.
Enough already! thinks the blonde, takes the cat into the car and drives
20 kilometers, then through the woods, over a bridge, right, left and
is the cat finally out in the woods on a
clearing.
calls for half an hour later, the blonde at home. "If the
cat there?" she asks her husband
"Yes, why?"
"get it sometimes on the phone, I have moved me."
.... today really made me laugh .....
A blonde wants to get rid of the cat and her husband secretly
decides to suspend it. She takes her into the car, 20
homes goes far is the cat and goes home. Ten minutes later
the cat is back.
Well, thinks the blonde, was perhaps a little short
the route. Sits down again with the cat in the car, 5 km
travels far and will stop them. Twenty minutes later, the cat is back home
.
Enough already! thinks the blonde, takes the cat into the car and drives
20 kilometers, then through the woods, over a bridge, right, left and
is the cat finally out in the woods on a
clearing.
calls for half an hour later, the blonde at home. "If the
cat there?" she asks her husband
"Yes, why?"
"get it sometimes on the phone, I have moved me."
.... today really made me laugh .....
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Black And White Birthday Wording Invitation
more fetishists
HomeBoyHessen: sorry, but I have a penchant for big feet: D you would me, please tell your shoe size? to
ihc call then ever in derklapse that him a nice padded cell reserved
HomeBoyHessen: sorry, but I have a penchant for big feet: D you would me, please tell your shoe size? to
ihc call then ever in derklapse that him a nice padded cell reserved
Friday, April 25, 2008
Watch Mll Games Recorded
hax0r alarm
foxy-fynn89-ftw: I chop your pc
foxy-fynn89-ftw: I do it down
.... until now everything works perfectly ...
foxy-fynn89-ftw: I chop your pc
foxy-fynn89-ftw: I do it down
.... until now everything works perfectly ...
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Denise Milani Candy Shop
the new age wisdom
speak so with 41:
bine cat: YOU STUPID HURR FUCK YOU TO THE KNEE
bine cat: hey you stupid Hurre
bine cat: the class shit kla?
cat bine: or I'll kill you !
speak so with 41:
bine cat: YOU STUPID HURR FUCK YOU TO THE KNEE
bine cat: hey you stupid Hurre
bine cat: the class shit kla?
cat bine: or I'll kill you !
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Why Does Chi Smell Like Mens Cologne
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Refillable Mineral Makeup Compact
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Orange Wedding Decoration
stinks!
hase32süß: Hi you cute little girl. Have you happened to be sweet sweaty feet?
if he likes the smell of sweaty feet, he should even try a durian fruit
hase32süß: Hi you cute little girl. Have you happened to be sweet sweaty feet?
if he likes the smell of sweaty feet, he should even try a durian fruit
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
7960 Cisco Background Blogs
new boldly from the collection agency
since I refused due to lack of information, a to be paid by me for accidental abo nachbarschaft25, they read no stone unturned to me to button my money.
came after a warning letter by mail is now a mail with the "last call" to pay, otherwise we would take 5 days innerhalbt legal steps would be ... just unschlau of the DIS, as it is being tested even heard of several courts and among consumers has no seriousness
since I refused due to lack of information, a to be paid by me for accidental abo nachbarschaft25, they read no stone unturned to me to button my money.
came after a warning letter by mail is now a mail with the "last call" to pay, otherwise we would take 5 days innerhalbt legal steps would be ... just unschlau of the DIS, as it is being tested even heard of several courts and among consumers has no seriousness
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Food Allergies How Long
Jerry75: Schnegg Hi, You might like to write with me a little? It just simply listen to the tap, as you will always damp in your gap and you secretly wish, how you einölt your ass and spoil you from behind with the tongue? Sorry if I you are so direct mail, But I just filter out the women who have no desire to something. So do not be mad and ignore me simple if you do not want to chat with me.
that's probably just boldly
Friday, March 28, 2008
Best Dorms On A&m Campus
cooks The pathologist
So, I was just looking for a recipe (Raffaello cake - at this point, have found no useful) so I thought .. here in LJ, there is certainly a community for such things as feeding me.
Yes. And actually
.
Now there is one. From
me into being!
So, home cooks and those who still want to be ... post your favorite recipes like mad!
http://community.livejournal.com/lecker_rezepte/
Have fun!
Anja
* without scalpel but with a I would like to mention a knife
So, I was just looking for a recipe (Raffaello cake - at this point, have found no useful) so I thought .. here in LJ, there is certainly a community for such things as feeding me.
Yes. And actually
.
Now there is one. From
me into being!
So, home cooks and those who still want to be ... post your favorite recipes like mad!
http://community.livejournal.com/lecker_rezepte/
Have fun!
Anja
* without scalpel but with a I would like to mention a knife
Recipe For Cheese Popcorn Like Garrets
* To the friends
: whenever I have someone on the list, it stays there (unless he annoyed me personally, I think that will happen not virtual) but no matter whether someone commented unauthorized person is reading or just quiet , or myself sometimes makes a blog break, I kick anybody, just because I "useless" is common on his list (which I'm probably a bit too fragile in;))
I am also quite like to have a silent reader, which are as their reason how, but not always have to stick inside a comment. I prefer quality over quantity. Moreover, I ask you to forgive me if I spent a few days should be lost ... suffer with my service I often sleep deficit, or has to stop to take care of me everyday things, where the Internet just has to stand behind ...
I hope you understand this
: whenever I have someone on the list, it stays there (unless he annoyed me personally, I think that will happen not virtual) but no matter whether someone commented unauthorized person is reading or just quiet , or myself sometimes makes a blog break, I kick anybody, just because I "useless" is common on his list (which I'm probably a bit too fragile in;))
I am also quite like to have a silent reader, which are as their reason how, but not always have to stick inside a comment. I prefer quality over quantity. Moreover, I ask you to forgive me if I spent a few days should be lost ... suffer with my service I often sleep deficit, or has to stop to take care of me everyday things, where the Internet just has to stand behind ...
I hope you understand this
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idea
Hi, I'm Anja from Salzburg, 32 years, doctor. 'm In training for the pathologist, have 2 years living in Cologne and worked since January 2008'm back in NC. I have a hangover is simply moved in with me, am happy to concerts or on short trips where I my new hobby - photography of indulging. I am currently working on the oncology, which often charged me very emotional. Probably I will write here much about it, to process the tragic stories. More you learn in my profile, if you like, may I Adden:) Anja
Hi, I'm Anja from Salzburg, 32 years, doctor. 'm In training for the pathologist, have 2 years living in Cologne and worked since January 2008'm back in NC. I have a hangover is simply moved in with me, am happy to concerts or on short trips where I my new hobby - photography of indulging. I am currently working on the oncology, which often charged me very emotional. Probably I will write here much about it, to process the tragic stories. More you learn in my profile, if you like, may I Adden:) Anja
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Friday, February 29, 2008
Demodex Mites And Waxing
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Friday, February 22, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Spearmint Tea For Fibroids
The Clown
The Clown
I'm a clown, whose soul because of your blindness
an icy, which powders and make-up, thus tearing his existence.
Great shoes at the end of my leg, I'm not sure, but
a life in grand style, so one thing I do not keep.
I wear a tie tightly around my slender neck,
a gallows to hang me up never, no way.
And you can see in the flower from the pocket of my jacket,
thou dost that there water comes out.
I call it modest: my little banquet.
I throw up at all for me artistically in the dust,
in the ring will sound a shrill applause.
you think I would have made me a fool for you,
is not the bloody mouth, which laughs motionless in my face?
And oh, the little parlor tricks, as they have delighted you?
Fortunately my wig is not for sheer crazy maggots.
vermin that eats me from inside and you
as beauty that attaches me to my art pieces.
two of us were what We charming for a team?
a tightrope, the tamer lining steals the show.
If it was not an unavoidable complication to uncover
my heart to you, for me, the sardonic mockery.
Oh, how your smile slowly escapes from your face,
you thought you are the one who loves to play with others?
I gnash my teeth and bite you tongue out ...
I'm the cat and the mouse you.
Meow!
© Christian Ziegler
The Clown
I'm a clown, whose soul because of your blindness
an icy, which powders and make-up, thus tearing his existence.
Great shoes at the end of my leg, I'm not sure, but
a life in grand style, so one thing I do not keep.
I wear a tie tightly around my slender neck,
a gallows to hang me up never, no way.
And you can see in the flower from the pocket of my jacket,
thou dost that there water comes out.
I call it modest: my little banquet.
I throw up at all for me artistically in the dust,
in the ring will sound a shrill applause.
you think I would have made me a fool for you,
is not the bloody mouth, which laughs motionless in my face?
And oh, the little parlor tricks, as they have delighted you?
Fortunately my wig is not for sheer crazy maggots.
vermin that eats me from inside and you
as beauty that attaches me to my art pieces.
two of us were what We charming for a team?
a tightrope, the tamer lining steals the show.
If it was not an unavoidable complication to uncover
my heart to you, for me, the sardonic mockery.
Oh, how your smile slowly escapes from your face,
you thought you are the one who loves to play with others?
I gnash my teeth and bite you tongue out ...
I'm the cat and the mouse you.
Meow!
© Christian Ziegler
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
Amsterdam Hostel Under 18
Ride with me
Nothing comes to my mind. No clear idea. Dull and blurry is buried in the subconscious rage, probably straight out in a strange world. A world that is so far and yet our parallel. An anti-world?
Can you imagine that his life held the other way around? How this would be reversed? If it were from the same world and would only refer to humans. Would be the dumb smart? Pretty people ugly? Would people care to keep the long-standing relationships in this world are singles at once? Can it be that these worlds are mutually dependent? Or they do not exist at all? Imagine that everything would be complementary to a large whole in the end and pick up each other. Death as a merging of these parallel worlds. Each I would ultimately have seen it all, only just aware of their own world and in the other subconsciously. Is it worth the time to think about things solchne? I could write a book about it. Another idea of thousands, and yet it is not perfect. Perhaps I finished my anti-these ideas in his world. An irrational thought as an excuse to not finish it?
So what precisely is in our dreams? If you manage not assured even new worlds, in which you want to live? If it does not pursue the goals that we? Determine the objectives of our world! The world is changing with different objectives. Addiction is no more for new people, enabling a new world? Not that the old one would not necessarily like, it is not, but targets are fulfilled or you fail in trying to reach them. A re-orientation, like a world change? The behavior is just an adaptation to the new circumstances?
So what I'm sitting at home alone again and ponder about the world, where I ought to learn? I would much rather get drunk and not thinking. Stuck hovering about, am unstable. The foundation, so that foundation? Ruins. Ruins, one thing I should write about. Today? Tomorrow? In the anti-world?
admiration for the creative cabinets, even me. See the creative but only as illusionists in a trivial world. Ah, so it is not trivial, but at least you strive to the best of it to make. A permanent life with two voices in my head. Four worlds? How many have the same or moved. What would you for 15 minutes of fame, do a moment just for you alone? What would you do in those fifteen minutes?
Permanent rotate the final scene of 'Babel' in my head. So many individual stories, but what does his own? Would it not be worth any einzelnee life to film? If it is not the everyday things concerning us most? No matter how big the world of fantasy in the media may be, the boring, everyday life would be a big seller. Or do we need this escape to other worlds? I personally not really. Is a good conversation is not worth more than hundreds of good films? And if, I would think and hope it feels the same way.
frenzy, dancing goblins, depression, dreams, struggles, clowns, waves and oceans, smells, food, taste, feeling, feeling, feeling, sense of security, foundations. The carousel turns it over and over again. The lights they shine so tempting, but I do not even remember the next and have it be the last.
In my mind,
your ego and anti-I
Nothing comes to my mind. No clear idea. Dull and blurry is buried in the subconscious rage, probably straight out in a strange world. A world that is so far and yet our parallel. An anti-world?
Can you imagine that his life held the other way around? How this would be reversed? If it were from the same world and would only refer to humans. Would be the dumb smart? Pretty people ugly? Would people care to keep the long-standing relationships in this world are singles at once? Can it be that these worlds are mutually dependent? Or they do not exist at all? Imagine that everything would be complementary to a large whole in the end and pick up each other. Death as a merging of these parallel worlds. Each I would ultimately have seen it all, only just aware of their own world and in the other subconsciously. Is it worth the time to think about things solchne? I could write a book about it. Another idea of thousands, and yet it is not perfect. Perhaps I finished my anti-these ideas in his world. An irrational thought as an excuse to not finish it?
So what precisely is in our dreams? If you manage not assured even new worlds, in which you want to live? If it does not pursue the goals that we? Determine the objectives of our world! The world is changing with different objectives. Addiction is no more for new people, enabling a new world? Not that the old one would not necessarily like, it is not, but targets are fulfilled or you fail in trying to reach them. A re-orientation, like a world change? The behavior is just an adaptation to the new circumstances?
So what I'm sitting at home alone again and ponder about the world, where I ought to learn? I would much rather get drunk and not thinking. Stuck hovering about, am unstable. The foundation, so that foundation? Ruins. Ruins, one thing I should write about. Today? Tomorrow? In the anti-world?
admiration for the creative cabinets, even me. See the creative but only as illusionists in a trivial world. Ah, so it is not trivial, but at least you strive to the best of it to make. A permanent life with two voices in my head. Four worlds? How many have the same or moved. What would you for 15 minutes of fame, do a moment just for you alone? What would you do in those fifteen minutes?
Permanent rotate the final scene of 'Babel' in my head. So many individual stories, but what does his own? Would it not be worth any einzelnee life to film? If it is not the everyday things concerning us most? No matter how big the world of fantasy in the media may be, the boring, everyday life would be a big seller. Or do we need this escape to other worlds? I personally not really. Is a good conversation is not worth more than hundreds of good films? And if, I would think and hope it feels the same way.
frenzy, dancing goblins, depression, dreams, struggles, clowns, waves and oceans, smells, food, taste, feeling, feeling, feeling, sense of security, foundations. The carousel turns it over and over again. The lights they shine so tempting, but I do not even remember the next and have it be the last.
In my mind,
your ego and anti-I
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Cost Of Reflooring A Boat
Noises
Once I asked God the question of the sharpest blade in the world and he replied: "Truth is the sharpest blade you can. . When people cut themselves in places that does not reach a normal knife "
I thought a few moments to think over his words and said:" Cuts the truth and vegetables "
Once I asked God the question of the sharpest blade in the world and he replied: "Truth is the sharpest blade you can. . When people cut themselves in places that does not reach a normal knife "
I thought a few moments to think over his words and said:" Cuts the truth and vegetables "
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Rino V Rachet And Clank
every year ...
to me is the question of who sets the year as the year and therefore whether it makes any sense to try to define everything and everyone?
It's 7:20 clock in the morning and sometimes I sit back in my room and think about myself and the world after. I just read my last Neujahreseintrag what else never do and have to say for me it feels like yesterday, only the past 365 days are back. Frightening? I do not know, at least it's nice to write down what you did everything for so has, because it calls more pictures as a photo in me.
So why have I written so much last year in my life journal? A question that made me determined from time to time has given to me but never aware, until now! Yes, things take time and this one has probably taken a year.
I just counted, and am come to 10 poems that I've put online. Not too much I should say, and yet more than others, but that is just not important. Anyway, I was busy last year while writing my first novel, completed with distance education is no problem, one would think, but hey, writing requires discipline, strength and time. I feel almost on the nerves, I often think about the time, because every time I do this is a bunch of time on it for that. Time I also was able to make good use of.
Took me so advanced last year? Yes and no, as always. Man, life can not be answered with a simple statement. I have met many more pages to me, terrifying and beautiful, I do not still mind that people change or the lives of many (see poem before). Experience to draw the character only in the direction he impressed, they do not change it. Anyway, I had a lot of wind in the sails and it was partially implemented well, but only when it blew so strong that I could overcome my laziness. And again I must stress, it does not matter, as recent years, perhaps, that others do less, no more, that there are any, make even more and where one should, should I get my bearings.
About Me and the one I also had quite a few discussions. But only just now I've learned that you referred to as indefinite pronouns. You learn just never stop. And although it is uncertain, but it determines my way of thinking. For all I throw in front of me because of my selfish way, but in my way of thinking you can not, which rotates around you as much as me. How will myself to get on in life, if one is not able to roughly outline the whole? Where would we be back to selfishness.
Just in case you were wondering what he will say to me? Does he have a goal? What does he aim? Then I tell you: Nothing, no, nothing. I just think a little bit after, and the black and white, and in public, and I so every time nor the option which have to change the text into place does not even need and so on, I'll do it yet again and I have no idea have how much that here ever read. To Not's for me and that's enough as a reason.
Why did I write so few words? 'm Still not really on ... I do not know yet. I think about watching:
I will live with you forever,
at least in this one night.
Let now both No questions, no answer because
fit for us.
'm with you I have this feeling that
tonight we are immortal.
No matter what happens to us now;
I know that we are immortal.
We could stand for 'Ner full track,
balancing on a rooftop.
Our eyes would be and we counted to ten, it would happen to us
still nothing.
Because with you I feel
today that we are immortal night.
No matter what happens to us now;
I know that we are immortal.
We made each other easily.
sitting on 'a cloud and fall never expire. Here we go
's good because we are on the run,
to the sun in the morning we bring back.
I'm only with you that feeling tonight
that we are immortal.
I know it can happen to us nothing,
because we are immortal, immortal.
One or the other has recognized the song determines otherwise just look at the top of Music, as it say's. Why? The who know me will know it, the rest will never know * evil * But think about it but just themselves. If I eventually wrote it by myself, I'm sorry's, find themselves more beautiful and and so and either way, this is in the works! The God I finally banished from my Gesprachsgebrauch. Terrible, if you are not worrying about what is actually used for Füllfloskeln all day. Ok, you should do is limited, otherwise it goes mad, but at least I can demand is limited, right?
Ok ok, you want to know it all and I'm probably a little less anti become last year (do not worry, I will always kill the mainstream yet), so here are my resolutions for your new year. Mine starts well known in the autumn.
So I want to go in any case in February / March on vacation, preferably from Norway or the like, but mostly gone, gone, gone. Did the already tested Year, but this year I will implement it (for me, I will no longer pull down me that others do not go along). Then I will definitely go with Frank and Sebi to a festival, after we have given the hand in Flex, according to absinthe (which had almost forgotten how great can be an absinthe). Then I'll write more again and a vicious attaches it to be seduced me regularly to do so. He will drive away the angels that set me wrong clouds. The course you ask you now, well and good, but it is even a little on the track and after I am now aware that I will not stay comfortable in Munich, which in the Issues of the university and the interests of my hand is justified, I will muster the energy that is needed for this, but I do not spend in the wrong direction. So I would be mostly through with my intentions, remains at the end really just a lead to a relationship for over a year and then still be happy.
Hallelujia,
your prickly I
to me is the question of who sets the year as the year and therefore whether it makes any sense to try to define everything and everyone?
It's 7:20 clock in the morning and sometimes I sit back in my room and think about myself and the world after. I just read my last Neujahreseintrag what else never do and have to say for me it feels like yesterday, only the past 365 days are back. Frightening? I do not know, at least it's nice to write down what you did everything for so has, because it calls more pictures as a photo in me.
So why have I written so much last year in my life journal? A question that made me determined from time to time has given to me but never aware, until now! Yes, things take time and this one has probably taken a year.
I just counted, and am come to 10 poems that I've put online. Not too much I should say, and yet more than others, but that is just not important. Anyway, I was busy last year while writing my first novel, completed with distance education is no problem, one would think, but hey, writing requires discipline, strength and time. I feel almost on the nerves, I often think about the time, because every time I do this is a bunch of time on it for that. Time I also was able to make good use of.
Took me so advanced last year? Yes and no, as always. Man, life can not be answered with a simple statement. I have met many more pages to me, terrifying and beautiful, I do not still mind that people change or the lives of many (see poem before). Experience to draw the character only in the direction he impressed, they do not change it. Anyway, I had a lot of wind in the sails and it was partially implemented well, but only when it blew so strong that I could overcome my laziness. And again I must stress, it does not matter, as recent years, perhaps, that others do less, no more, that there are any, make even more and where one should, should I get my bearings.
About Me and the one I also had quite a few discussions. But only just now I've learned that you referred to as indefinite pronouns. You learn just never stop. And although it is uncertain, but it determines my way of thinking. For all I throw in front of me because of my selfish way, but in my way of thinking you can not, which rotates around you as much as me. How will myself to get on in life, if one is not able to roughly outline the whole? Where would we be back to selfishness.
Just in case you were wondering what he will say to me? Does he have a goal? What does he aim? Then I tell you: Nothing, no, nothing. I just think a little bit after, and the black and white, and in public, and I so every time nor the option which have to change the text into place does not even need and so on, I'll do it yet again and I have no idea have how much that here ever read. To Not's for me and that's enough as a reason.
Why did I write so few words? 'm Still not really on ... I do not know yet. I think about watching:
I will live with you forever,
at least in this one night.
Let now both No questions, no answer because
fit for us.
'm with you I have this feeling that
tonight we are immortal.
No matter what happens to us now;
I know that we are immortal.
We could stand for 'Ner full track,
balancing on a rooftop.
Our eyes would be and we counted to ten, it would happen to us
still nothing.
Because with you I feel
today that we are immortal night.
No matter what happens to us now;
I know that we are immortal.
We made each other easily.
sitting on 'a cloud and fall never expire. Here we go
's good because we are on the run,
to the sun in the morning we bring back.
I'm only with you that feeling tonight
that we are immortal.
I know it can happen to us nothing,
because we are immortal, immortal.
One or the other has recognized the song determines otherwise just look at the top of Music, as it say's. Why? The who know me will know it, the rest will never know * evil * But think about it but just themselves. If I eventually wrote it by myself, I'm sorry's, find themselves more beautiful and and so and either way, this is in the works! The God I finally banished from my Gesprachsgebrauch. Terrible, if you are not worrying about what is actually used for Füllfloskeln all day. Ok, you should do is limited, otherwise it goes mad, but at least I can demand is limited, right?
Ok ok, you want to know it all and I'm probably a little less anti become last year (do not worry, I will always kill the mainstream yet), so here are my resolutions for your new year. Mine starts well known in the autumn.
So I want to go in any case in February / March on vacation, preferably from Norway or the like, but mostly gone, gone, gone. Did the already tested Year, but this year I will implement it (for me, I will no longer pull down me that others do not go along). Then I will definitely go with Frank and Sebi to a festival, after we have given the hand in Flex, according to absinthe (which had almost forgotten how great can be an absinthe). Then I'll write more again and a vicious attaches it to be seduced me regularly to do so. He will drive away the angels that set me wrong clouds. The course you ask you now, well and good, but it is even a little on the track and after I am now aware that I will not stay comfortable in Munich, which in the Issues of the university and the interests of my hand is justified, I will muster the energy that is needed for this, but I do not spend in the wrong direction. So I would be mostly through with my intentions, remains at the end really just a lead to a relationship for over a year and then still be happy.
Hallelujia,
your prickly I
Do Double Jointed People Get Arthritis?
The carousel
The carousel
It rotates in a circle, life as a carousel:
often slow, often too fast! Yesterday I
thought I had found a way
today I know he was once earmarked as
fantasy or inevitability,
It is quite clear, the basis does not change with time.
could tell by the slow days,
it could never again expect to choose
whether right or wrong, I was only one important
movement and not lethargic!
Why is the question of the beginning, the end.
As the carousel began to turn it back faster,
it was the sense of a blur to me again
or the senses, who knows so precisely
felt at home, surfing on a wave.
The lights they flashed as signals in neurons,
flight, rapid, quick, furious, concrete. Or
beguiling, love as a drug,
people or things, what does it matter?
could not avert the circle,
do not even know if the level changes since.
Began again defile my brain with questions
and thought, this feeling is for never running out?
was in my brain it is not the violin,
tempted with the sweet melodies, the more bass,
with his marbles, his strength,
creates a force, the discomfort.
it created discomfort, that was the beginning, because if
circulate something, then it turns itself
and what we think might be logically appear
was only a mirage, the library, which denies us the goal again.
the end it remains to be seen and we can only hope
that is the way of life, not the orbit
to turn on the carousel can
his rounds and we remain on it until the last day.
© Christian Ziegler
The carousel
It rotates in a circle, life as a carousel:
often slow, often too fast! Yesterday I
thought I had found a way
today I know he was once earmarked as
fantasy or inevitability,
It is quite clear, the basis does not change with time.
could tell by the slow days,
it could never again expect to choose
whether right or wrong, I was only one important
movement and not lethargic!
Why is the question of the beginning, the end.
As the carousel began to turn it back faster,
it was the sense of a blur to me again
or the senses, who knows so precisely
felt at home, surfing on a wave.
The lights they flashed as signals in neurons,
flight, rapid, quick, furious, concrete. Or
beguiling, love as a drug,
people or things, what does it matter?
could not avert the circle,
do not even know if the level changes since.
Began again defile my brain with questions
and thought, this feeling is for never running out?
was in my brain it is not the violin,
tempted with the sweet melodies, the more bass,
with his marbles, his strength,
creates a force, the discomfort.
it created discomfort, that was the beginning, because if
circulate something, then it turns itself
and what we think might be logically appear
was only a mirage, the library, which denies us the goal again.
the end it remains to be seen and we can only hope
that is the way of life, not the orbit
to turn on the carousel can
his rounds and we remain on it until the last day.
© Christian Ziegler
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