Hello out there. Here is the honest success story that actually tells how it all happened – and it includes EVERY success story in human history. The phase is called RELAPSE. Yes, druggies, drunkards, abusive partners, the food pingpong-ers, everybody knows that state. In my particular case, I…
Continue reading →How does the Internetz know that I suck at skateboarding?!?
Well, hell, you tell me, but I’m glad that we don’t know what we don’t know. Truth be said, I do suck at time spent on my skateboard. 🙂
Continue reading →How to become Public Enemy No. 1 while all you wanted was to just visit the mother
I have been gifted with this, I have to admit. And if I am not actively looking for possibilities to cause a hell lot of a havoc – well, the possibilities find me – Listen…
Continue reading →CaliforNO
Well, what can I say. When something can go wrong, I travel and shit happens. When I prepare, have a new ESTA, a valid passport, another goddamn SWISS AIRLINES direct flight, well, guess what, oh Fortuna playing on the radio…
Continue reading →Still there?!? Okay good, let’s continue…
I am sitting in a conference room that is being used by yogis to practice all kinds of asanas and relaxation techniques. What I see is lots of females coming out of the rooms with huge smiles on their faces and everything is very, very relaxed.
Meanwhile, I am mentally preparing for my upcoming US-West Coast Tour and I wish I had a couple of things that I currently do not have…
A good moment to stop following this blog
I started it! My new book. And the special unique thing about this book – I am going to write this book for myself. I know, I know, many an author said this before – and they all lied… Maybe I do, too, I simply don’t know it yet. So, as with many moments before, I think this would be a perfect time to stop following this blog, go out there look for some stringent, making-a-hell-lotta-sense type of blog instead of my pile of free association scramble…
Continue reading →Stepping into the Calling
I have been meditating…
I have spent time by the river (yes, like Siddharta)
No More Rat Race – Phase 2
Now, after long silence, I am back with news. I haven’t been silent at all…
Continue reading →A Funeral In Rainbows
My aunt died and my dad had to be chauffeured to the funeral. Now my old man is in a care home, has trouble holding his bowel movements to the proximity of toilets and he he can remember stories from decades ago, but his short and mid-term memory is becoming an elaborate Emmental Cheese.
Continue reading →No More Rat Race – Part 1 – The Inferno
Being pissed enough about having ever been in the rat race of making money in order of not having to bother about money for a while.
To put it in Tyler Durden’s words (Fight Club, 1996)
Continue reading →“Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need.We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives.”