Category Archives: Philosophy
Wasting Time
A few years ago, I installed the Chess application on Facebook and played rather regularly with people from all over the world. With one of these virtual chess partners I played almost every day, sometimes for hours on end, often … Continue reading
Dreams
When you pursue a dream that no one else understands, that no one shares and which no one supports, then you are on the right track. (Auf Deutsch.)
Giving Presents
I don’t receive many presents. But then I give presents even less. Maybe it’s better that way. Receiving or giving presents can be a sad occasion. I remember the times when I was browsing book stores for hours, pondering what … Continue reading
“Why did you come here?”
There are two types of places in the world: those where nobody will bat an eyelid if you move there and those where you will be welcomed with the question “Why did you move here?” – if you want to call that a … Continue reading
Shocking anti-tobacco pictures
Everyone knows that tobacco products are potentially dangerous, nobody is forced to smoke, and after the wide-ranging smoking bans in public places, there is hardly any harm caused to third parties. Yet, some countries require that shocking warning pictures be printed on … Continue reading
I am on the cover of a book.
Well, not me personally, but one of my photos. No, not a photo of myself, a photo I took. Maybe you remember this photo from my report on Europos Parkas, an outdoor museum hidden deep in a forest in Lithuania? … Continue reading
The Path
You take that path. You don’t even consider veering to the left or swerving to the right for a bit, let alone a complete change of direction. Why? You don’t think about that. The thought doesn’t cross your mind, regardless … Continue reading
Am I too late for the war?
Sorry, but my tank got stuck on the Golan Heights. But let’s get serious now: why haven’t I written anything yet on the skirmish between Israel and Gaza? There are two reasons. First, I had been on holiday, and when I … Continue reading
Half-Time
Today I turn 39. Based on the statistical life expectancy in Germany I have another 39 years to live. It’s half-time in my life. If this was a football match, you would watch some commercials and listen to daft commentary by a former … Continue reading
The Vagabond
One of the best things about my childhood was that I always had enough books to read. My heroes were never the princes or princesses, sorcerers or knights, firemen or astronauts. Nor was I impressed by cowboys, bandits or sheriffs. … Continue reading
The Happy Hermit 