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declaration of love ...

... the German language. Yes, I love the German language. For one can almost everything with her, you can read, interpret stutter, sing, talk, snorkeling, backwards talking to recite, memorize, think, breathe, yell into his ear groan, scream, hide agree, disagree, argue. You can wild repeated cross rhyme with it, some rhyme or rhyme even embracing, they illustrate that increase, with its gross exaggeration or understate them crosswise indicate, gloss over, according to the painters, convert attractive to flood and confuse her. You can win with it and triumph. And yet she is being abused mercilessly. They are beaten, threatened to take slowly and winds at the stupidity of so many People who use them unfortunately.

One of my professors said last week that we had a secure job as a trainee Germanists, for at least 20 years in the German language is a science that will know how to use only scholars. Therefore hardly another will be able to adequately express, or even to communicate Grammatically safe. And then we come from. I thought my teacher immediately because the German language degenerates. Not by slogans such as "Since you will be helped" or anglicisms as phone or google . No, a look at the news in my Facebook is sufficient. The Internet is there anyway the scene of misery. As writes one is with a matter of course "daführ", "canst" "überseuerter margins," or simply "looking". In moments like those where I read something, I am not sure if I look in shock or just hammering the same face on the keyboard to do because I can thus do not understand something. The only excuse for such poor spelling for me is a proven reading disabilities such as dyslexia or similar.

differ in terms of course you have to correct spelling and language, especially with respect to the Internet / communications platforms and the real life. Many justify inaccurate or even totally missing commas, and their utterly shameful spelling so that it yes "here is no teaching of German" that "it is here but no matter how s angular velocity" . Perhaps this is maybe not. As I discovered with horror a few days at the university, even people who have brought it up there and, embarrassingly, even study German, unable to write properly. Maybe this person was also frequently active on the Internet and has taken it from, who knows. Shoot me spelling and grammar errors immediately apparent whether online, in the university, the road or in advertising - they are everywhere. Sorry. Germanists we have a battle.

"It's incredible how much mind is a place in the world to prove stupidity. "
(Christian Friedrich Hebbel) to mention

is of course the youth language of today and I do not mean expressions like cool , Hack Porsche or Tussi toaster. I mean the one expression of the - I dare even to call it this way - spiritually impoverished youth without any perspective (s). Quite apart from some unfounded anti-social behavior and wild insults, I would not list here because they to think before anyone can, there are these words as "table swear, dude," prepare the German-language junkie a cold shower. But this is another very complex issue, so this food for thought to be left alone at this point.

But why? Why do many of the language by ugly stereotypes and depraved rape and such? Is it you, not beautiful enough? Then you searching for a different Dork! Language is a gift and a precious gift that one can transportation throughout. Are we not guilty of her in the face of a little recognition?

A word is written with a beta, if it follows a long vowel, as in Street , large or leisure . The double-s preceded by a short vowel preceded, as in barrel , must or plan. This is the decimal then double-s written, if something is a consequence of something ( knew the man because ss she lives) and then only with an S, if the The a noun referring to the main clause ( She stroked the reindeer because s was suddenly in the room ). Wider is always written with i when it expresses something opposites / contradictions, such Example resistance, reluctance contrary. commas are just not a very difficult area. As a rule of thumb, a comma is to bring meaningful breaks in the line of thought or for the speech. It is sometimes better to put a comma rather more than a little. Exact comma rules can be looked most likely on Google. That would at this point but a little too exaggerated and would be back in a little too arrogant, know-it light and we do not know. In this sense, I take a very short and also stolen Résumé:

Do not give yourselves - learn to read and write (mostly)!

(And Shame on you, but not too much I can help you further..)

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Liebs Anne Marie ...

Huhu

Jah out there, I'm still sad about Steve. But the reason for my silence is more the lack of time to blog. I'm working a lot and have little free time that remains for me the most with rather unpleasant things to fill - domestic work, bank, etc. For friends and do stuff is just barely left me time.

assumes, despite the stress of my rule of thumb very well. I am satisfied with my job (only the reward should be something pleasant) and up to the classic little problems is also the private life just fine. But say that very very very limited time.

So all my best regards and kisses, see you soon!

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Ode to me ... Expected

end to all generalizations and an end to all the most sentimental and theatrical Gemotze! Today, here and now I dedicate myself only to myself personally, all I do. An ode to myself .. or something like that. No, not really. Actually a magnificent preface is unnecessary, it follows not speak. Anyone who expects too much, should look the better at this point, because it is tough and without further ado, only about one thing: me. Why? Because I want to. Joking aside (or not), maybe some one is interested (or not). It is monotonous, dull, incoherent and selfish ... And says do not end, I did not warn you.

I was born in Hamburg, but my mother moved in with my father when I was two years and so I grew up in Berlin. A month ago I moved from Berlin, alone, alone to Dusseldorf. It's super. I study with the addition Germanic linguistics. Before the question is: Linguistics is the science of language, and rather desolate. I live in the 5th Floor and no elevator! Monday I finally get a washing machine that comes into the laundry room, which means that I run to the laundry 6 (!) Floors must. In school I was lazy and I have never been involved verbally, because I believe was that you can also say one for me even if I know. Thus came my high school average reached 2.7. I wrote in kindergarten with my then best friend my first book. It was about a bank robbery. My spelling then 9 was better than most people I read on the Internet today and that is not excessive. I love autumn and I love the winter. I love the Christmas season, Christmas markets, Christmas Fragrances Christmas, Christmas cookies, snow and all that goes with it. Mostly I like the Christmas market in Brunswick. In Brunswick, I feel at home, although I have never lived there. I write poetry since I was 14 and can there are now quite well. Sometimes I wear black nail polish. I am open and tolerant. But very impatient. I have learned a few months ago, the definition of true friendship. I often try to match a particular image so much that I forget it my luck or someone else. But I always think back on track. Sometimes I feel my pride or ego in the way. The weaknesses are, where I work. I find terribly standstill. Just as people who push the blame entirely on others. I love melancholy, silence and solitude, but not always. Sometimes I love to celebrate with abandon, to be among people. I love penguins. In my next life I am one. I love quality films and Ralph Fiennes. I do not believe in God, but I think so. My bathroom is more than three meters wide and one meter deep. I'm afraid of the appearance of washing machines. I want to learn Russian. I love (emotionally) intelligent people. I am gleefully and sometimes an asshole. Sometimes I'm too shy. I often have cold hands. I love fine clothes, the 19th- Century and from the 1920-40s in Germany. I would have liked to have lived at such times as it was received there yet civilized. I think a lot of manners. I would like to have a closet full of suits. And a duck. And a pug named Barbara Jaqueline (yes, really). Now it is but too much detail. That's enough.

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2 way into trouble

settled, but never matched, I am back as promised. A city in a different environment, different people, different smells, different customs. Much has changed and I would be lying to say it would go by without a trace on me. It would be a lie to say, I have not changed. That's what I and this is something good. The air is good here, I breathe more freely, and resting among the many smart people I'm good. That's it. So it happens that this time I'm not just a topic in mind, but two, and I will deal with all these themes in a novel. In short: you have no desire to two individual entries, and I certainly do not, then both into a bruised and everything is wonderful.

short speech, meaning long, and I speak of change and, indirectly, been a topic. Now, some minds scream "Not again!" , but please do not panic. Finally, put in everything but somehow change. If you eat something that changes the consistency of the food, if you breathe the air in front of your face and so on and so forth. And yet it is not about. For many people shy away from any alteration. You look back just wallow blissfully in memories and move forward so ever. You never look forward, at least not long enough to create a step forward. It's all backwards. It backfires. These people walk a path to disaster.

This path is not only rocky, that they will fall down - sooner or later - and maybe not come up. This path is especially dark and lonely, because life is now far away from them. Memory is a precious gift, a wonderful gift. Everyone should remember, however, do not live in this memory. Many want the back childhood in which they have seen the world more colorful, problems and did not know all got what they wanted. Many wish to return to an era in which everything around them have worked: relationship, family, career, friends, warmth, security, maintenance, community, strength. We know about the positive feeling at that time, we enjoyed it, was happy, believing it to be back by lives on in the thought. But it will not. Man loses sight straight into life, into the present and into tomorrow, because we think that yesterday was so beautiful. One would not let go of the fond memory clings to bygone times, which are nothing but something in our head. It's still alive. But only in my head. There it is familiar, there is one alone with his memories. In a corner in the mind arises the happiness, but at this corner will you pass blindly. Living in memories is far away from the happiness center. Opposite direction - a path to disaster.

And then there are people who do not talk. There are many problems but the fact that one does not talk. It is so easy. (Almost) Every person is blessed with this gift and it hardly makes a right in the situation of their use. So many relationships fail because one does not talk to each other. Things that are not like the other one recorded in silence, vearbeitet and lead to the end that love wears off and the relationship to the punch "rather separate ways" missed. Instead of simply aufzukriegen your mouth, throw it away rather everything. From the mouse. Relationship ended, and done with. And a few complaints as a farewell gift. Since it works with talking then.
Simply put: If you at school never aufbekommt mouth. Then the uninvolved oral argument and are regarded as an inferior grade, no matter how clever we really are. Or even simpler: If you do not aufbekommt the mouth when the unfriendly type vordrängelt in the supermarket. Then you wait longer, annoyed at worst inwardly bitter and is regarded as self-confident, which may at worst cause vordrängelt still a second r Dödel because he has observed that making this with you can. When people are silent Remain, there is no change - for anybody. If people always remain silent, nothing moves and it remains invisible. No one will perceive you as a taciturn. If people kept their mouths, the world today would be very different. The Wall would still stand, because without the uprising of the people she had never fallen. "Want to talk, talk but not that much has already repented."

(Kalidasa, 4th and 5th century AD, Indian poet)

There is no reason to be quiet. Raises his voice, for it is power. It is a gift. It is not a means of meaningless communication. Skillfully used, they can one to the Top of the world bring. Or just luck. Silent and swallow in the wrong situations takes one into the hand on a road accident. Where you have to pass some time and auszukotzen all the suffering and the pain is suffering. As you might notice one day that you set himself out on the wrong path. Because you just did not get open the mouth. You can lose a lot of speeches, but not nearly as much as on the path that leads eventually to the realization that you yourself is to blame or was. Then it is too late. Then perhaps you cling to the good old times when the memory and is the second way further and further into trouble and may lose all Time to look into the life. In memory, one is dead, for it is gone.

Dr Rey Plastic Surgeon 2010

mourning

The international music world is shaken. Many mourn just as bewildered as I by Steve Lee. I wish the family and close friends much strength and light to survive this loss.

Rock Heaven!

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not too much

Nothing hurts so much as failed expectations, but certainly also by anything a thought capable mind as vividly as if by awakened to explore the nature of things and his own conduct to the source of his to detect erroneous conditions and possibly in the future to guess correctly.
- Benjamin Franklin

Yes, caught, once again I begin with a quote and it is once again a little more. I hope that the diligent reader had expected nothing else - what did not deliberately constructed transition and allusion to the subject, which I would like to devote myself to my current and last for now (see post of 22 September) blog entry: Expectations.

we do not expect anything all? The fact that the cloistered perhaps better than has become a three, because we've also got sooo late to learn in the night for that? It will be hot tomorrow because it has been announced in the report? That we wake up tomorrow? Or maybe just want to breathe? Some expectations are natural. How are such that you breathe just that you can run, that the earth the next day still exists. Some expectations are fulfilled, some not. Some expectations inspire, some tear to the ground. In any case she has any man. Somewhere - consciously or unconsciously.

There are expectations in all areas of life. I do not know how it looks at you, I for one have already realized that my expectations generally above average (to) are high for humanity. This makes fast alone, so they are reluctant to go and make compromises. Just as it is colloquially stupid lives easier, I also believe that it can be with low expectations and demands more readily to the world. If one is completely satisfied, for example, if a friend can only reports when all other just do not have time. Or, if you look up to heels in love, even though the other only added little serious interest shows. Or if you have a small piece of birthday cake gets. That's enough to that. It seems as happy doing it really fast. But it falls not to the self-worth? Low requirements, lower emotional level, lower intelligence, lower value? I can not judge. I've always have high expectations and not only my surroundings, but also (or especially?) To myself

expectations keep the hope and balance but often dangerously on the brink of bitter disappointment. Expectations can be of different size and finish rarely true. Most probably the expectation itself is the most beautiful. Each person must determine how quickly a fall can be. For how quickly one is sad, because in one of his friends saw something deeper than mere friendship. There was a relationship, how to find them only rarely, of which one is so glad to feel it. Where the joy is already fading when she first noticed properly. Because you seem to have this friend is only second choice after all. It has been expected so much from this friendship ... and was disappointed and GE. The expectation was once again too high.

For how quickly one is how to proceed if the future does not seem to want, how you want it yourself. If you have everything planned, only here the school, there to study, then work there as this and that, migrate, a lot of money, Ha us, children, garden, swimming pool and a dog. Maybe a cat. Or two. Or both. Or all. But Fate did not work well with one, you think, because the plan is being destroyed unscrupulously: another city, another way of everything else expected when. It does not understand and will not see it. And of course you're not stubborn. The expectation was once again too high.

For how quickly one is lost when everything is just different. If you expect to be happy. If it is expected that the expectations are - somehow, no matter how unlikely they appear one in mind. I would not say would expect and disappointed. But expect with caution and always have a cushion here, which lets you land softly, you should fall. The truth and reality can hit one hard in the face. And at some point no longer heal the wounds. And you do not imagine that they have no expectations - you have it.

With these words I say goodbye (for now) have all of the loyal readers, the (sounds stupid GetExtender), I sometimes quite tiring drivel more or less done regularly. Many thanks to each of you and many, many thanks for the compliments really pathetic about this blog. Would I do not sit behind my monitor and now it does not and we would now face, I would hug you all now. But in the era of the internet, knuddels, duddel schmuddels.de and something will work out well by virtually all excellent ideas, you feel so depressed. Thank you. Also for the constructive criticism.

This is not the end! I will try as soon as possible to continue writing. Therefore - as already written in the previous blog - stay tuned! I'm not gone, just somewhere else, haha. A grand finale of course a must and not, as it should be different, this should be a quote:

to engage in the clouds and feel no emptiness, that is happiness.
- Carmen Ritter

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(An) termination

The Poet is back on drugs, but at first only for a short message for all those who are eager for new hands (read) Grind material: As I pull away in a week and shortly Germanistik to start my degree program, will follow in the coming days, my last entry here for now. Please do not be sad, there is much, much worse on this planet. Of course I will try during my studies, my lyrical effusions relatively regularly run free, so stay tuned, as the saying is very fashionable way!

To this note perfect to round off a most appropriate final word, I think: rewarded
who waits patiently, which is at the right time!

(? Well, by whom is it with this little mystery I leave the avid reader now alone in its deepest sorrow sink - as outrageous)

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yes then ...

Freu! If so, I will diligently continue blogging of course!
Hm .. I could of course now bissel schreibseln over again Suko. But if you this so interested? Hm

What would interest you so? When I started already with comic questions, I'll still continue smoothly. (Not that I will only judge according to your wishes ... but because you learn so much good stuff from me, I can sometimes figure out what bissel over you.)
So next, a small survey about your curiosity ^ ^

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heart's desire

us packed and sealed and sent us on a roller coaster ride that is has washed. It is so cruel and she is so wonderful. It is poison and it is drug. It is usually much too long. Or too short. It is high and it is low. It is love that you hate. It is important, because without them it is not love. The longing packed only lover.

Never my desire has been torn almost to the heart. Never before had I would have thought of being able to feel this way. You are the definition of longing. The addiction to you. I never wanted to be an addict, but you're the drug that you take without hesitation. Longing as our sails.

other day I saw d I sleep, only one, two steps away from me and I've missed you. I looked at you and asked me if this sounds ridiculous to miss someone, even though he is in close proximity. My heart smiled when you woke up again. I have never told you. I have never told you that I am proud that you love me now. I have never told you, I would like to stop at some moments of time. I have never told you that you have breathed new life into my soul and filled with happiness. I have never told you that I would kill a withdrawal. We also stagger even fluctuate. No trip without side effects. But to belong and are provided as a shadow in the shade.

" love is a longing - the only drug in which the suffering of withdrawal before the intoxication of the senses is. "

I would like to thank in this way. Thanks for the wings, thank you for your patience, thank you for the butterflies in your stomach. Thanks for the small piece of happiness.

I love you.

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Hallodrio hers!

I just reveled in the memories of Ireland and am going on it happened that I blog too little. When looking for then so one years again read what you have experienced there so all that's very exciting!

So I try again NEN start to the Geblogge back to power. As a start I'd like a loud Helloooo! In the pixel world out there throwing and see who hears me.

So who reads this blog yet, but will post your views nen small Comment. ^ ^ Wonder if I write to anything?

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language problem

A little word salad of my poet-brain, is older, but almost always up to date.
This goes out to all the heartache ends. Devour ice spits, handkerchiefs full, be bitchy, but keep the faith that one day things will get better - it will ... actually.

language problem
I have forgotten the language of the heart, maintain
to speak in the lover. It sounds like gibberish

in my ears
and is not in the hole in my chest.

interrupted connection -
Please try again not.

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Addressed to me

A long way to go. I headed for the goal, several hurdles must be overcome, but in the right direction. It was not easy to go there. Too many crossings, too many one way streets, too many ghost rider. But the past is nothing but an old book I've read. For now I am here. Always one has to feel forgotten something - anything - if you move. I forgot something: up. Or have you forgotten me?

I look in the mirror and see you. No - it once was. You were my mirror. How long is a day in the dark? So many years have you been my faithful companion. And even if we have not always seen, I felt you. I can feel your heart beat through my shir t. I felt up and every breath seemed the same. You must test only see me and had been informed, even without words. Then you were there - in every second, minute or hour. There were miles between us, but the way together, 'and secured an invisible bond directly to our hearts. It was that first look, that first second. We were connected. Just as you chose for me the words to me before the wrong desöfteren Way for saving, so was my spirit, my strength is always with you, when it pulled up to the ground. I just had to put his heart and knew you are there.

Now I'm on my way and lay hold of my heart, but I do not feel it. Right now at this moment. I wonder where you are and cry bitterly for the band. Now there's a hole in my heart. I will always keep it free for you. You go straight a path away from mine. The Invisible Band is caught by the wayside and has been torn out painfully on my side. I will continue on my path and hope that our paths cross again one day and we can repair the damage.

you have for me not to value lost. You are not completely gone, only wonanders. You were everything, you are everything and always will be everything.
I miss you here alone on my way.

Thank you for years.

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competition

Hallochen again! Because of a bearded dragon - photo competition, I put my sweet today on a mountain in jewelry scene. - Objective: to shoot the best photo Bartie and thus a terrarium to gain illumination. As I still do not have a nice background as Terri, I'm surprised the little bissel short time and put a dragon on a treasure. To him, however, to stress non too hard, I made some pics of net sooo much. Because me his health is still better than the profit.
Sooo ... Picture one. Skeptical guck sets sail.

Fast thoughtfully on picture two.

Suko in profile, the three.

Fourth: What do you guckscht?

Fifth, again in an upright position, the dragon in the nursery.

gabs a reward, of course happa-happa. : O)

Joa. I then of course, tinkered on. The next step - tile adhesive foam brush again .... let dry and then again from scratch. About 5 times. -.- Groan. Meanwhile, Suko dozing on his stone and finds it moderately interesting.
Almost got a film - so in 2 hours.

Sou, the wars fürn moment. Until demnächstens!

Ahja ... the competition is from Monday to terrarium treff.de instead! For those who want to vote '. : O)

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terrarium desert build

Hello my friends!
After feeding my little dragon, I increasingly fidgety. Although he has a pretty small glass terrarium ... But will there be found in the long run simply not enough room. If you are already at such an animal, he should have but as beautiful as possible! Therefore I decided to get him a bigger Terri. Sure ... There are several people and companies that terrariums for mass production .... but this is priceless. Terri and a desire to buy in my size - a huge amount. Just priceless - not to mention the fact that the transport would be an impossibility. So I once again searched the big wide net and am also become fast. A Terri is to build itself does not soooo hard. And contrary to the purchased boxes it is priced only a fraction of the effort.
Long story short: My living room is like a battlefield, so that I can offer my sweet and a nice life. As a basic plan I selected from the network an instruction manual that is based on a terrarium made of styrofoam and particle board. Dear way I was co-sponsored my dear mom something. If she does the local Suko, or because they want to test me, I'm so on it craft? Hihi ... however, we are both very grateful and send her for even a big cuddle!

So ... First, the polystyrene plates for side and rear walls are glued together. Normally, both sides are made of styrofoam ... But I would like to have a look at the sofa Suko, the left side as the front is glazed.
When the plates are bonded well with silicon, can be further from Styro - carve plates ledges and also glue. In order to keep well, they are still somewhat strengthened with OCF.

Curious, I was still observed, as I then the whole thing on the bottom board (particle board) and a stuck Moment with the cover (also OSB) complained. But since I now again styrofoam food source for a plane on the ground carving, has been in the terrarium Suko dusky on the ground curled up and watching me now more rather flat.

I think he is not far off ... I am also flat. And I pray before the next step anyway dad for help must be something I will now sit back and relax.

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He is here!

Hihi, some of you already know, for others it is rather surprising. With me today is a handsome young man is drafted. I know his name yet. But I think I tend to Suko. .... And here it is:

He is a male bearded dragons, about a year old and is originally from Australia. So ... of course, not himself, he comes from a Swiss breed. Currently, the sweetness is still alive transitional moderately in a small glass - terrarium. But I'll do it next month to build him a new, much larger home.

The head and legs are so light the way, only because he is just on the skin. : O)

In any case, I am madly happy, my little dragon now with me.

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truth and / or compulsory

Some things are so close to each other: good humor and laughter, good grades and nerds, cheese and bread, and evil, man and animal. And yet we know they separate. But what about the truth and the lie? Thus, the degree is between them extremely narrow and many crashed deep in trying to balance on the thin line between them.

Everyone lies. For we must all admit that white lies make life considerably (Can). to, in some situations it is even vital to lie. And in some situations, it destroys all life. The truths t or untruth is the linchpin of life. And yet we so easily with them. The Bible preaches Thou shalt not lie. If one were always nothing but tell the truth, you would not get far. They would tell his wife how loud it really is snoring at night and how terrible she looks it. They would tell his wife, the new dress looks like all the other inside and was not actually in the budget. One would say to his man, there is growing beer belly shameful and have the friends all have a much prettier partner. One would say to his man, football is for Primitive as well as cars. They would tell his men that one orgasm each time only vortäu deleted. One would say to his friends, their favorite music sounds like shit damn. One would say to his children, they go through their stupid a howl on the nerves and just think in some situations, it would have been better never to have sex. And you would say to his boss that he is for the pittance can soon find a new silly and that he stinks from the mouth like a cow from the most ass. Now you have to ask yourself if you find the fact that you constantly feel the others hurt, would not be fast times risking a thick lip.

The truth is sometimes cruel, and should remain hidden behind a lie. It becomes dangerous, is equal to build an entire mountain of lies to his nose. Then, one can lose the over-time and perspective, becomes entangled in it and got lost in the worst case. Sometimes lying. Just like that. And sometimes you lie for fear of mangeldem confidence, out of selfishness. Or a little of each. Sometimes we hide the truth and deliberately used the lie to their own advantage. This can also be dangerous - not for the other, but also for oneself Finally, you will erschocken , To look in when you look behind the mask behind which you so long you were hiding. Then the up the truth for even greater shock, for you have forgotten that they exist.

truth and lies, lies and truth - so close and yet so far. The truth should dominate, but the lie is not forgotten.


I love the truth. I think humanity needs them, but they certainly need a lot more the lie that flatters her, comfort her and gives endless hope makes. Without a lie, they would perish of despair and boredom.
(Anatole France (1844 - 1924), French Storyteller, poet, critic and historian)

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SCHLAAAND!

Juchey juchey the World Cup is over. Germany once again with a poor performance in the most crucial game excreted, but in the motto just wide Although by , but who wants the official title, if Germany once again be called champions of the heart! Of course this is much better, sounds even better. Where the whole of Germany is already on the podium at the top saw the third place is suddenly just as great or even better, so you do not want to overdo it. After all ... not? After all ! the second consecutive time world champion the heart, which country can compete on!

"It was a Riesner fun!" , Refers to the general World Cup supporters. I think not. But I am and this time was indeed the World Cup grouch. For me it was needs a little too much summer fairy tale in 2006 and by an overdose of it after all his time to regenerate. In fact, I have looked at the end but three games, one of them even semi-public viewing in the garden with friends. Since I am not my title so too lived up to, even though I've always stressed, as I do not care who wins what. But the trauma alone was not to blame for my boycott of almost pitifully attempted second part of the summer fairy tale, no - it was this just quoted overall World Cup supporter. The football fanatics on time. Fan without a clue. Yes, I dare say, the fellow travelers! If half knowledge is dangerous, what is knowledge follower? Nothing, really. The overall World Cup supporter has to celebrate the occasion nicely decorated, with a Germany-flag as a cape over his shoulders, a black shorts with red socks and yellow shoes and painted on the cheeks of one Germany-flag (or most recently, direct to your stamp). The euphoric round their style with a funny hat in the form of a football (or very creative with Germany-flag) off. Play the master of their hearts will naturally only Public Viewing looked. It will be cheered, cursed and even cried. Why, none of them knows for sure. Why is now a goal was when the Schweini has accepted the pass from the Poldi and before him was no opponent knows more, no. Off - this has been heard once, but yet completely secondary. Taking part is everything but in the end. No, my dear general WM-trailer, that's not all. For less than half of knowledge is not only dangerous but also a little ridiculous, but even if an intervening then, the football may not only suddenly, when everything and everyone talks in the summer fairy tale.

Long story short, I think the general World Cup supporters to . Kotzen Because I know what an offside. Or a cross. Or how long a player is blocked. I also find to throw up the national pride on time. If you during the weeks of the World Cup with flags in black and red - gold almost killed and even Grandpa Gunther of over a flag on the handlebars and can be any pride in their country before and after more tightly sealed in the basement. (Stupid) slogans and chants in Germany game as a prerequisite, at other times - no, you are then Nazi. All paradoxical something, if you ask me. But make no yes again. It prefers to live in his summer fairy tale with like-minded clueless with vuvuzelas. I also find the way to puke.

flags like me. For I have still my national pride and that is after the World Cup! Damned Nazi.