… thoughts rush through your brain like lightning – sometimes you try to catch them, proof them immediatly for their value – if someones around, you check correctness (left cerebral hemisphere says you’d better shut up!) – most time you just loose em …
The only way to show their natural existance is to write them down, right in the moment, without a doubt – no filter, no grade … (Warning! If you try this on facebook your ‘friends’ crowd will shrink to a exquisite limited number and your neighbour might discover his lust to kill)
After some decades you’ve scribbled a whole wood in thousands of hours of astonishment about what fuck comes out of you sometimes and you decide to write a book. While sequencing that truck of colourful stickies you realize you should let somebody read that waste before you spend the rest of your life aranging crazy notes … and thats the point …
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When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? Perhaps to be too practical may be madness. To surrender dreams, this may be madness. To seek treasures where there is only trash…Too much sanity may be madness, and maddest of all is to see life as it is and not as it should be.
Miguel De Cervantes (1547 – 1616),
Don Quixote de la Mancha
I never travel without my diary. One must always have something sensational to read on the train. (Oscar Wilde)
Dear Oscar, meanwhile everyone got his own mobile anywhere, anytime – fuck, your were deadly right …
… the little butterfly is an outstandig example that vision and hard work, if they come along as siblings, can really convince!