b2d

gut. entspanntes heimkommen und weggehen via ice. 4h, nachts, so sollte es immer sein. keine kinder, keine bwehrsoldaten, keine pendler. kontemplation.

im rücken berlin, noch immer keine alternative und wirds wohl auch nie sein. die gefühlte ruhe und das „bei sich sein“ der letzten wochen haben sich leider empfindlich verschoben, wohin auch immer …

day 1

today i went to the western part of the town, cause i realized that i never saw more or less charlottenburg, or kudamm and all that.
what should i say? horrible! just horrible! the KaDeWe is just crap (like carshhouse, like the kö, like every bloody department store in tokyo), the kurfürstendamm is crap, everything there was boring boring boring. and i was wondering; last times i was so exciting, to be in berlin, hanging around, but now it was like: „mmmh 2 month?“.

moments later, a few cigarettes and a coffee, i solved the riddle and acted: getting my ass as fast as i can back to the eastern parts aka prezel, friedrichh and k-berg … and peter, a good friend gave me a kickstart – another cruise around with the vespa. so damm nice. like rom, mailand or maybe barcelona – summer in the city. yeeeaaahh!

allright, now i am happy again and looking forward to my first day at the „tagespiegel“!

on my way to berlin

again, berlin, but this time for probably 2 month, doing a trainee at the „berlin tagespiegel“, a big daily newspaper. hope, summer isn´t over and berlin dosen´t suck, if you stay longer than a few days (good to know that i must be back in ddorf, quite a lot of people get used to the berlin lifestyle 😉

strange, on the one hand very happy (working! travelling! new adventures! new quests! seeing friends! new people and new stories! nightlife! maybe the chance to catch up with people in leipzig, dresden and who ever comes around! nature!), on the other side a little bit strange, cause the last month in düsseldorf were quite good and not boring at all.

anyway, the future is beta and we will see whats happing! cool!

Salò o le 120 giornate di Sodoma (1975)

noch nie einen film gesehen, der sich so tief in mein bewusstsein gebohrt hat, wehtut und einen noch tage danach heimsucht. meine ich doch zu sagen, das pasolinies film wichtig und nötig ist. ein meisterwerk? nein. aber die konsequenteste filmische antwort auf die frage nach macht, moral und ware oder nach der hauchdünnen schicht zwischen zivilisation und barberei. am ende bleibt nichts.