being is like out and try, where you want to go
To the infinite history of the Scottish Rocks, denichseitjanhmhmmhm to unterbräächen, is the occurrence of a beloved little Reason bissl attention.
beginnings:
beginnings come suddenly. Sometimes, this jerk just a gentle breeze, which, however, inherent in a storm powerful force, or he is a fine, but certain cracking, like that of a withered branch, that old all over again, however, clear cut and yet to hear of it is that it to hear, or he is like a crack in the atmosphere, would it be colored, flash in rainbow colors would. Beginnings gather as an entire history of the silk trail of a dark wedding dress in a crackling ball of pleasure and throw the material high up into the light where it is new in a light color and light unfolds. Beginnings can be seen not only in temporal dimensions. They are limited on space sometimes. There they are, however, difficult to identify, but the word pair "here" and "there" as the beginning not as well known as that of "old" and "new" if they are not explicitly specified it: "here is new and there the old ".
What is this if you please to do with assistance? Well, those are my words and my person is inseparable from the concept of personal assistance. Incidentally, this is a third variety of start: The override (in texts), in this context, but more like a dense interweaving, a kind of emulsion - it would take away a component that would return a stale or meaningless rest, at least one substance which completely missed the intention of pursuing.
All life is a pinpoint moments in which a gathered silk ball flies through the air.
passes it as the law of attraction. It can be a law and it can be used as a law, but usually you find yourself merely as a piece of the puzzle back in the constellations of the moments in life and can only smile about it, that the law is not yet escaped.
would keep me ready for the umpteenth time the café over there, what I can see how I cry in the forest? The cafe is over there I often like the mirror in which we see the shape that looks to him. That sounds very banal. But do I account the fact that a situation in which I get, also may be a reflection of my mental state (and beyond is no escape from side perversity or similar distortion), the matter shall be confused. I think, to know who looks in the mirror. I look pure, but a fool stares back, I probably ask me if I am a sheep and it might not know? *
was sure, it just another half channi that reached from the side of my ears, but this was such a warm fresh and simple non-binding offer I was tempted to invent an excuse quick so I can take it. A little later, I turned to the voice - with a job offer . I have quite a few assistants and set them on their most excellent skills, which deepens both parties for the joy of contact and on very creative results. This voice did not fit into my concept. I heard a faint clicking noise. Joaquim heard it, too. Now I've
a wonderful wizard more. A full of wonders! A new type of employee recruitment was ... It was a handle in the middle into life. In the few moments after those words to which I respond usually allergic or I do the same numb spots, so was a start. Some people will say now, of course, which was a pure stroke of luck. It could have been able to get quite different. I think me not at all, and what speaks to my theory, however, is simply that's what.
It comes from now and before that a truly unique duo makes it more colorful streets of Zurich: A woman in a wheelchair on a blue motorbike and a man on a skateboard, who holds the handles of the wheelchair and can move. Or even to a handle, then he goes on his skateboard in the squat, swings in Seitenwagenpose and the two talk.
Even more I have of what is to draw conclusions drawn on what should be. Housewife philosophy? So, I've come into the full life now and get back a piece full of life! The Pilotprojäckt thank, for any life I can handle otherwise be forgotten. So we are already at a concert down in the literary café that Joaquim had ever shown me first. By motorcycle, of course. And per skateboard.
course, everything is much more complicated. The Projäckt came just at the moment where my need for assistance increased significantly. In order to calm some managers: Joaquim simply helps all, we are now so no fun-focused irresponsible and sometimes a very unpleasant sound term assistants Helped pair as it should be ... Why do I feel at all that shredded my life so still so much appetite for mischief? Even now? Again and again? And I just grab someone who is still completely unaffected by any industrial supply care about spirit.
What the poor, overtaxed police officers will say that we are out waving at some point? After all, we remain very good, when the lights are red and green for go just over the crossing. For the many twisted necks, we are not responsible for them. Joooaaahh! Since Si döffed but nöd! reverence for the wheelchair and anger (or envy - at least a mortal sin ...) the bird free skate: a interesting mix!
The attentive audience has of course, immediately noticed that the title of this blog entry is not from me. Joaquim has modeled it after the last Moule ausgeschlürft unmoved and the views of the lake was quiet again. There are several ways that lead to the same realization that you now have irretrievably messed with the chemicals in the body or twenty can wave to forty-five with the dashing society far only by very much. They lead to a statement that actually wake of the intelligence-pubertal phase of each spirit is, a truism: Life is now, at this moment . And that life is always a dress rehearsal and performance is at the same time may be a sign on it, how precious the present moment is where you tried, where you want to go.
"is ruining the reputation of times to finally openly's lives," said Wilhelm Busch, and so I wait confidently for the moment where the police will stop the motorbike owners / skateboard duo. Sometimes it is wonderful to fall through all the stitches. Especially if the company has previously pressed me so thoroughly through the net with their cramped fummligen hysterical helpless illogical posturing. Now I fall again, because I want it!
* School's course would now question the nature of the level and quality the mirror (ing) the stamp "pathological" miss ...
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