Experimental, impressionistic sub-paragraph tumblin' (think obstsalat)



I love the sound of laughter
And music in the air
And in the Ever After
I know it’s always there
— Neil Young, Ever After

Visión de mis amigos

Somebody got murdered
His name cannot be found
A small stain on the pavement
They’ll scrub it off the ground
As the daily crown disperses
No-one says that much
Somebody got murdered
And it’ left me with a touch
— The Clash, Somebody Got Murdered


Light Experiments Dos

And I’m also hesitating by temptation lest it runs
Which it don’t follow me
But I’m not there, I’m gone
— Bob Dylan, I’m Not There


The evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what’s going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty. — Jack Kerouac, On The Road



Don’t try to save me
try to save me
try to save me
try to save me
With your midas touch
that you planned for me
that you planned
— Rubicks, Midas


Ach komm
Oh komm
Komm mit
Ins Wasser
Weil du
Und Sex
Und Wasser
Das schönste was es gibt
Wenn du mich im Wasser liebst
Das schönste was es gibt
Wenn du mich im Wasser liebst
— DAF, Sex unter Wasser


til we meet

Hunt out misguided angels
Search in vain amongst the ruins
A message, do you know how I feel?
Nothing stays the same
Nothing stays the same
— Cyberaktif, Nothing Stays

It’s easy to convince yourself that you could do it better, especially if you don’t understand the technical and business constraints that underpin the design. Mark Bernstein

On the road I



Forgive me, Let live me
Kiss my falling knee
Forgive me, Let live me
Bless my destiny
Forgive me, Let live me
Set my spirit free
— Antony And The Johnsons, Man Is The Baby

20:25 <chris2> unser schnurlostelefon ist so blöd designed
20:25 <chris2> wenn man telefoniert, leuchtet eine grüne led an der station, wenn man auflegt gar nix, und wenn man das telefon reinstellt eine rote
20:26 <chris2> super im dunkeln :-/
20:26 <entropie> quick&dirty lösung: kerze daneben stellen
20:26 <chris2> :D
20:26 <chris2> wie neovictorian!

A debugger should prostitute itself to its users, doing whatever is wanted with a minimum of encouragement; commands should be concise and obvious. — Phil Winterbottom, Acid: A Debugger Built From A Language


And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure – the privilege is mine
— The Smiths, There Is A Light That Never Goes Out

Wind Farm Los Valles, Lanzarote - Study 4

Typical me, typical me
Typical me
I started something
…And now I’m not too sure
— The Smiths, I Started Something



At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
And a freight train running through the
Middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I’m on fire
— Bruce Springsteen, I’m On Fire

Spineless and fish-like, I swim in the mire
I swear like a saw-tooth, fin-flap and gill
Scrap this ludicrous chain of events
Tear away from book-form and screen-time
— Fad Gadget, Ad nauseam

Paul Gauguin: Otahi (Alone)

The revolution goes on. Now that Fidel Castro has retired, Emacs has the chance to develop into the longest ruling entity ever. David Kastrup


Sunny Daisy

This ain’t no rock and roll town
This ain’t no fuckin’ around
This ain’t no planet of sound
— Pixies, Planet Of Sound

Ich bin nach wie vor der Meinung, das Beste getan zu haben, was ich gerade jetzt für mein Volk tun konnte. Ich bereue deshalb meine Handlungsweise nicht und will die Folgen, die mir aus meiner Handlungsweise erwachsen, auf mich nehmen. — Sophie Scholl

They say freak
When your singled out
The red…
It filters through
— Chevelle, The Red



Movement Map: 1hr in Front of the TV

All in all, it’s no one’s fault
excuses turn to carbon walls
blame it all on chemical intercourse
the swallowed seeds of arrogance
breeding in the thoughts of ten thousand fools that fight irreverance
the full moon is dead skin
the one down here’s wearing thin
— Pearl Jam, Insignificance

20:17 <eTM> kann ich rack auch ohne rails verwenden, oder muss ich da dann dieses ruby können?

Well it’s 3 a.m. I’m out here riding again
Through the wicked winding streets of my world
I make a wrong turn brake it now I’m too far gone
I got a siren on my tail and that ain’t
The fine I’m looking for
— Poe, Hey Pretty

MoFi 2008 Blutmond
02:41 <entropie> mag hier jemand drum&bass ?
02:41 * chris2 mag rum&ass



I don’t have to go far
To know where you are,
Strangers all give me the news.
I’ve been living the blues
Ev’ry night without you.
— Bob Dylan, Living The Blues

We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to
I go back to us
— Amy Winehouse, Back To Black

ThoughtPost-apocalyptic feeling.
LOMO @ Nurture


the beach

Wir werden siegen – irgendwann einmal.
Und wir leben nur für diesen einen Tag.
Wir werden siegen – irgendwann einmal.
Venceremos, doch es wird ein langer Kampf.
— Die Toten Hosen, Venceremos

Light Growths

They’re tryin to make me go to rehab
I said no, no, no
Yes I been black, but when I come back
You wont know, know, know.
— Amy Winehouse, Rehab


It’s going to feel so good
now I’d pay a high price
to feel nothing at all
I hope all your dreams come true
— Daisy Chainsaw, Hope Your Dreams Come True

The Moaning Wind

They said “Sunsets never used to look like this, all blues and greens”
They’re beautiful!
Admit it, they’re beautiful
— The Epoxies, My New World



Doctor, do you have a remedy?
This is not alright by me
Do you think that you have the trick?
For a city that’s so spent and sick?
— Pretty Girls Make Graves, All Medicated Geniuses

Erlangen: Botanischer Garten

Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls
it tolls for thee.
— John Donne, Meditation XVII


2008-02-16 17-38-07

When I got older and I learned the truth
some things don’t matter if they ain’t no use
if you can’t get there without playing games
or pointing fingers at who’s to blame
I’m only human but time will tell
who’s sold out and who is for sale
kicked out – kicked in, I can’t open the door
— Dead Moon, Kicked Out – Kicked In


I don’t want to pale the light
I don’t want to lose you twice
I don’t want an explanation
Like the echos in the waiting station
I just want to spread your wings beneath my sky
— Dead Moon, Echoes To You


Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepard meet shepard
But you’re not allowed
You’re uninvited
An unfortunate slight
— Alanis Morissette, Uninvited

Soft Glaze Cookies

Everyone I come across in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering but I’m never what they thought
Got my indignation but I’m pure in all my thoughts
I’m alive
— Eddie Vedder, Guaranteed


Central America

I do not like
anyone walking behind me
And I do not want to get stopped
by the cops for anything
— Dan Bern, Disarmament

Pouring red wine 1

Valentine’s Day
I don’t think,
It’s so bad to say
That I think we needed
Valentine’s Day
— Dan Bern, Valentine’s Day


Tag on Tim Berners-Lee's original NeXT machine -- first Web server

Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
Suddenly swallowed by signs
Low and behold
— Eddie Vedder, Rise

ThoughtWrite a play where each line of dialog consists of a single word.
Valores. . .

I’ve got this light
I’ll be around to grow
Who I was before
I cannot recall
— Eddie Vedder, Long Nights


Society, you’re a crazy breed.
I hope you’re not lonely, without me.
Society, crazy indeed…
I hope you’re not lonely, without me.
— Eddie Vedder, Society


There’s a big
a big hard sun
beating on the big people
in the big hard world
— Eddie Vedder, Hard Sun



Born to breathe
and not much else
You’ll die for nothing
like everybody else
— Front 242, Born to Breathe

16:17 <entropie> chris2: ka, ich vertraue halt prinzipiell niemand mit dem ich nicht mindestens im bett war oder nen bier getrunken habe
16:17 <shevy> schwuchtel!
0045 by nic0

Further the road we see,
Blessed with this technology.
Welcome to the industry of noise.
— Photek, Industry of Noise


One way

Space in time,
a lover’s kiss,
a point of view,
measure this
love is perfect,
love is cruel…
all for you…
— Low Pop Suicide, Black Hole Babies

Turn your life into a moonlight daydream
and do the world a favor
just fold into one
day by day
one by one
and give it all away
— The Crash Baptists, One By One

Sunset district, SF


dark colored curves

Dollars and cents
make so much sense
why can’t they work all over
cleveland and nice and dover
Euros and quarters and pounds
— Pretty Balanced, Euros And Pounds

19:33 <chris2> Sammeln wir lustige dateinamen!
19:33 <chris2> onkel.doc
19:33 <chris2> kleiner.c
19:33 <chris2> faux.pas

Ladies, on whom my attentions have waited
If you consider my merits are small
Etiolated, alembicated,
Orotund, tasteless, fantastical,
Monotonous, crotchety, constipated,
Impotent galamatias
Affected, possibly imitated,
For Christ’s sake stick it up your ass.
— T.S. Eliot, The Triumph of Bullshit


I’m here with all of my people
Locked up with all of my people
So let me hear you scream if you’re with me
— The Presets, My People


Gung ho, Mr. Murder,
could be a while but you look no further,
snip, snip, scissor quickstep,
cut the line, you are out of your depth.
— The Damage Manual, Scissor Quickstep



Da Greens

You’ve to give and then return
You just can let it go
— Dead Disco, Automatic

Pick up where you last left off
Pick up the little pieces
You left upon the altar
Devoted to yourself
— Tuxedomoon, Holy Wars

USBG BW Abstract



If you wanna make some dough
You oughta invest in my company
We’re putting bar codes onto fetuses
Using ultrasound and laser technology
We used to do babies, but some of them still got mixed up
This takes care of that
— Dan Bern, Go To Sleep

God said, OK, I think you re projecting
You just like saying his name
I said this dream is mine it isn t yours
You may be God but this is my game
He said what is it you re avoiding
He said please tell me what you want
— Dan Bern, Venus And Serena

Going Down



Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,
And when you ask them, “How much should we give?”
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more!
— Creedance Clearwater Revival, Fortunate Son

Three Wine Glasses

It’s the nature of the experiment
It’s the patterns of my temperament
It’s the nature of the experiment
They’re taking me in increments
— Tokyo Police Club, Nature Of The Experiment


Often I see fear in your eyes
and sometimes I know your heart is full of little arrows
but trust in me and no one can do you wrong
‘cos I know and you know our love is strong enough
— Lamb, Trans Fatty Acid

Jelly Mission by Liz Hikcock 4
19:44 <et> und es gibt einen rails-channel im qnet
19:45 <entropie> war ja eigentlich klar
19:51 <chris2> :D

Hearts and flowers
Those people that make up valentines
Forget the flesh and blood of love
Like yours and mine
— Lamb, Hearts And Flowers

Picture 269


You’re still breathing but you don’t know why
Life’s a bit and sometimes you die
You’re still breathing but you just can’t tell
Don’t hold your breath
But the pretty things are going to hell
— David Bowie, The Pretty Things Are Going To Hell

Flickr Loves Sushi. Mmm.
ThoughtRezepttipp Deutsches Beefsteak: Hackfleisch mit Salz und Pfeffer würzen und anbraten, danach mit Röstzwiebeln und Spiegelei auf Brot servieren.

Prolog is a great language for writing append; after that it’s all downhill. — Paul Graham, Take the Arch Challenge

by h²oxy

For such an innocent face
Such an innocent face
You got an innocent
You’re an innocent
— Veruca Salt, Innocent


Licorne 4

It’s half biology and half corrective surgery gone wrong
You’ll notice something funny if you hang around here for too
Long ago in some black hole before they had these pills to take it back
I’m half Jill
and half Jack
— The Dresden Dolls, Half Jack

Floating ornaments

I want to give you it now
I want to give you some broken peices
Wanna give you it now
Hand in glove
— Pigface, Hips, Tits, Lips, Power!



Achtung Achtung
tanz dich barfuß durch die Welt
Achtung Achtung
tanz dich barfuß durch die We-he-he-helt
denn Zeit ist Bares alles andre ist egal
jeder Augenblick ist Hartgeld und du hast die Wahl
Kopf oder Zahl
— Jennifer Rostock, Kopf Oder Zahl

19:08 <benny> I'd rather have a free bottle in front of me than a pre-frontal lobotomy.
don't know why

Wer diktiert hier die Gesetze?
Wer definiert hier die Moral?
Wir schenken euch die Fragen,
wenn ihr uns die Antwort spart.
— Die Toten Hosen, Kopf Oder Zahl