... 8-9 December 2010
re Viennese Winter: After a few days, frosty drought, the snowpack, the city has recovered, in a familiar, laukühler moisture. The roof avalanches run over the rods of the panels that warn them. The brown shit shall be open when the white beauty disappears, where clever dog owner inside thought they could hide for the duration of a winter here in the Pannonian Vienna - but not so smart, was probably more with the usual ignorance to do.
How strange, the truth comes to light, on the streets at night, when everyone feels a little unobservable. In the shadow lightens the mind, is perhaps the essential, or at least to what remains to be seen in the remaining light left. WikiLeaks it shows in a big way: The most important information is kept secret and they were not hidden, nobody could find them. No one is interested in the obvious, until it is wrapped in a mystery. Colorful shiny paper and a red loop, which arouses the curiosity, no matter what may be hidden in the package.
A government is hiding the truth will, must prohibit the nightly output. When the moon appears low tide in the human traffic and slumbering streets reveal the traces of their daily activity. You have the smokers by getting them to throw their butts in the designated container. Now you should do the same with the advertising industry, and what is with this line of advertising, which dares not only to "newspaper", but also to name as the Republic? But added: In Austria, there are other empty intimate information sheets are not so hot, but just to be typed by dirty fingers full of business people, demagogues, and psychopaths. The Sunday Extra allegedly part of a "Reputable" newspaper is, in the snow mud floor of the subway, to match the subtitles, I read. Viewed in this country is apparently quite soon, you have to put his dog shit just right.
is in this case, the snow melts until the citizenship refers to public education. But with education, I do not mean cheaters courses in tax matters. Therefore, probably no one is interested in it. Everyone needs to see where he stays, they say. Yes, as long as you your little, smelly secrets can hide under the ice of your soul. If the breaks but it is mostly ugly. Dangerous criminals are the travelers, which are caught in the newly released action. Panic is dangerous. Look at the financial crisis. Civil society pay for it. Good thing is the longer one Hundstrümmerl so cold, the uglier it is and we can not wait for spring - comes not make one. The time is tornado season in the future. Assange did well to turn the other cheek. The truth is that hunters do not know his.
I saw an old grauhäuptiges couple, husband and wife in sleeping, lying in a doorway of the night, autumn the First District, where the premises, at ground level, with tie straps and toe runners filled the tall windows of the street canyons, but light-empty are. I see the beggar travelers, who must even share the crutches, serve their show. Hours of trembling, shaking, Rückenkrümmen. And many a paleface who lives behind the black window persuaded themselves that these people are not even in need. Who knows? 've Never for a "beggar mafia" worked - but probably have no 13th Month, as the army of interns, which recruited the so-called elite, great for the next war.
The younger ones have plenty of time to tell me long stories, with strained creativity - plenty of time and their faces are full of metal. If storytellers be, would perhaps deserve as much as a beggar / inside, but behind the desk on the stage - you want it most.
Of the advertising billboards look at me weird people. Do not know what they want from me, but my pity (especially for models) is far from exhausted. Someone else will feed them, teach their lustful faces gently, I desire only women with fleshly bodies and real faces. Meat and fat! perhaps out of balance to my vegetarian diet. To some, maybe even karma balance, someone sprinkled meat in a gloomy corner, but even the rats leave the incisors it. The collectors of the night, leaving the true waste the doves of the day and the food stands, perhaps. This flavored coffee, and chic scarves, in overheated rooms.
stay Where are the posters of the children who toil as slaves on coffee plantations and tobacco plantations, on behalf of the world market, under the protection of any sponsored warlords? Even on the billboards hard boiled fundraising is now smiling. If it's wonders: the public is so gorged with half-and untruths that it informative for whole foods no longer have indigestion. And what can we learn about yet? Googled it yet. What should to advertise to? Young people have I-Pots, but no future with the climate system is intact and where Oceania will have been once, swims a carpet of plastic and oil - among the corpses, we reverse the extinct species. The market could not be permanently genetically modified. Not for the holiday shopping season - the best all shops would it snow for Christmas yet. But we see so and so: The more we celebrate his birthday, the longer the Christ has died.
There are arguments that Jesus was resurrected, has no time for faith business. Bombarded with advertising for me, the call sign. I should do this and that, in the name of individuality and meaninglessness. The main thing fun, which also has more to do with the product. Style? Prestige? All questions of faith.
Meanwhile smear adult children, the walls of the nocturnal urban canyons, without a message or spelling - and not the letter, it try with icons, no matter knows whether someone and no matter whether they are interested in other - their conceit to public ownership. Thereafter drivelling in cans of beer and cigarettes, about tolerance and respect. As says the market and it does not surprise me: Morality has to be left, apparently in some delirium, religions, and the justice of the lawyer / inside. Why not think more about after. Why should they? The state is the enemy, who works for the private interest of certain private people in a society of private people. In addition, it has become unseemly, what no one would call it that because the word is as dowdy - it reveals the young smugness. It wants the truth, as long as you take in the view must be in a mirror. There are no more stupid people than those without self-doubt - especially if they are formed. 've Since learned the importance of the doubt. So much snow can not fall.
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