I am in the chalet, my refugium mentis, as the Latins called a retreat. I might call it a retreat. A me-time retreat, writing retreat, getting my shit together retreat, …
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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 →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 →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.”
Going Home: A Highly Underestimated Part of the Journey
Well, maybe it is easy peasy for some of you lucky fuckers out there, but it ain’t for me – I guess. I already had a quite adventurous journey to San Francisco (read the post here), but the trip is only finished when you are at home and type this here into your computer.
Continue reading →Swiss Poet’s America Journey Through Verse
A Swiss Poet’s America Journey Through Verse, Here is what I sometimes think: “What the hell is this guy doing over there? Or just in general all the time?”
But I might just see myself as a wee bit too important and people just don’t care. But I actually do ask myself this question pretty often. So here is an attempt to answer this question for my latest trip that is going to end tomorrow with a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG direct flight from SFO back to ZRH.
A Hallucination-free Bicycle Day
Not as Albert Hofmann, but with a maybe similar ease I strolled down towards the port and found a broken bicycle. I so enjoyed a free ride of the city of
Continue reading →You won’t believe this: Amazing Japantown
There is an Italian quarter, of course the famous Chinatown. But as I was strolling the city for used bookstores, I stumbled upon this in the Japanese quarter. That’s freaking next level…
Continue reading →The Helkio-Irregularity
I still have to smile when I look at the stats. Sometimes these things happen. I call them the Helkio-Irregularities, when…
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