I'm breaking out! Come with me...

ewallos: Word. Howling to life

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 22:11:36 +0200

ewallos:

Word.

Howling to life

Yes it is…

Wed, 30 Jan 2013 15:38:38 +0100

Yes it is…

This is today’s icing on the cake, and tomorrow’s...

Thu, 17 Jan 2013 23:44:38 +0100

This is today’s icing on the cake, and tomorrow’s and…

Nothin to add, except: HELL YEEEEES! franzibecker: We re...

Sun, 01 Jul 2012 12:34:56 +0200

Nothin to add, except: HELL YEEEEES!

franzibecker:

We re getting ready for the big adventure!

Transsiberian Train & living the vietnamese life - Summer 2012

"Quality is never an accident; it is always the result of high intention, sincere effort, intelligent..."

Tue, 22 May 2012 21:57:46 +0200

““Quality is never an accident;
it is always the result
of high intention, sincere effort,
intelligent direction and skillful execution;
it represents the wise choice
of many alternatives.””

- William A. Foster

thanks to Marion Herbert, Translator

Today I guess I’m heading: Nowhere in Particular. Yes I am...

Sun, 20 May 2012 16:02:45 +0200

Today I guess I’m heading: Nowhere in Particular. Yes I am supposed to have a goal, something tangible, something planned and layed out like a map. Yet my little room is filled with maps - and I don’t know which one is right, so I guess I’ll let the way be my map and at every junction I’ll decide where I want to go - because I can.

Ich grolle nicht - “I don’t complain”

Sun, 20 May 2012 15:58:26 +0200

Ich grolle nicht - “I don’t complain”

Jacques Brel - Ces gens-là D`abord il y a l`aîné Lui qui est...

Mon, 07 May 2012 22:13:55 +0200

Jacques Brel - Ces gens-là

D`abord il y a l`aîné 
Lui qui est comme un melon 
Lui qui a un gros nez 
Lui qui sait plus son nom 
Monsieur tellement qui boit 
Ou tellement qu`il a bu 
Qui fait rien de ses dix doigts 
Mais lui qui n`en peut plus 
Lui qui est complètement cuit 
Et qui se prend pour le roi 
Qui se saoule toutes les nuits 
Avec du mauvais vin 
Mais qu`on retrouve matin 
Dans l`église qui roupille 
Raide comme une saillie 
Blanc comme un cierge de Pâques 
Et puis qui balbutie 
Et qui a l`oeil qui divague 
Faut vous dire Monsieur 
Que chez ces gens-là 
On ne pense pas Monsieur 
On ne pense pas on prie 
  
Et puis, il y a l`autre 
Des carottes dans les cheveux 
Qu`a jamais vu un peigne 
Ouest méchant comme une teigne 
Même qu`il donnerait sa chemise 
A des pauvres gens heureux 
Qui a marié la Denise 
Une fille de la ville 
Enfin d`une autre ville 
Et que c`est pas fini 
Qui fait ses petites affaires 
Avec son petit chapeau 
Avec son petit manteau 
Avec sa petite auto 
Qu`aimerait bien avoir l`air 
Mais qui n`a pas l`air du tout 
Faut pas jouer les riches 
Quand on n`a pas le sou 
Faut vous dire Monsieur 
Que chez ces gens-là 
On ne vit pas Monsieur 
On ne vit pas on triche 
  
Et puis, il y a les autres 
La mère qui ne dit rien 
Ou bien n`importe quoi 
Et du soir au matin 
Sous sa belle gueule d`apôtre 
Et dans son cadre en bois 
Il y a la moustache du père 
Qui est mort d`une glissade 
Et qui recarde son troupeau 
Bouffer la soupe froide 
Et ça fait des grands flchss 
Et ça fait des grands flchss 
Et puis il y a la toute vieille 
Qu`en finit pas de vibrer 
Et qu`on attend qu`elle crève 
Vu que c`est elle qu`a l`oseille 
Et qu`on écoute même pas 
Ce que ses pauvres mains racontent 
Faut vous dire Monsieur 
Que chez ces gens-là 
On ne cause pas Monsieur 
On ne cause pas on compte 
  
Et puis et puis 
Et puis il y a Frida 
Qui est belle comme un soleil 
Et qui m`aime pareil 
Que moi j`aime Frida 
Même qu`on se dit souvent 
Qu`on aura une maison 
Avec des tas de fenêtres 
Avec presque pas de murs 
Et qu`on vivra dedans 
Et qu`il fera bon y être 
Et que si c`est pas sûr 
C`est quand même peut-être 
Parce que les autres veulent pas 
Parce que les autres veulent pas 
Les autres ils disent comme ça 
Qu`elle est trop belle pour moi 
Que je suis tout juste bon 
A égorger les chats 
J`ai jamais tué de chats 
Ou alors y a longtemps 
Ou bien j`ai oublié 
Ou ils sentaient pas bon 
Enfin ils ne veulent pas 
Parfois quand on se voit 
Semblant que c`est pas exprès 
Avec ses yeux mouillants 
Elle dit qu`elle partira 
Elle dit qu`elle me suivra 
Alors pour un instant 
Pour un instant seulement 
Alors moi je la crois Monsieur 
Pour un instant 
Pour un instant seulement 
Parce que chez ces gens-là 
Monsieur on ne s`en va pas 
On ne s`en va pas Monsieur 
On ne s`en va pas 
Mais il est tard Monsieur 
Il faut que je rentre chez moi.

translation: http://www.grazian-archive.com/quiddity/brel/ces_gens_la.htm

"Why joining the navy if you can be a pirate?!"

Sun, 06 May 2012 10:50:19 +0200

“Why joining the navy if you can be a pirate?!”

- Steve Jobs (via franzibecker)

to paradize so./sth.

Sat, 05 May 2012 23:42:52 +0200

franzibecker:

to paradize s.o.:

to be almost offensivly happy; driven by a huge enthusiam for life and spreading it by just being who you are

spreading the idea of long-life laughter

to paradize sth.:

realizing the very beauty of the people and the life you are living with/in.

being proactive about the perception on (daily) life and giving every moment the drive to be special

by two inspiring minds

Stronger strings ordered - may the music help us to overcome...

Wed, 25 Apr 2012 10:22:38 +0200

Stronger strings ordered - may the music help us to overcome all barriers on our little journey from Russia to China and further…

franzibecker: ITALIA// Bergamo 2012// Spring//

Tue, 24 Apr 2012 08:33:38 +0200

franzibecker:

ITALIA// Bergamo 2012// Spring//

You and me and the train - and the ukulele...

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 18:59:38 +0200

You and me and the train - and the ukulele ;-)

franzibecker:

and summer 2012 has been defined! Transiberian train & our ukulele!

Society pushes us to be average. The commonality of many is...

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 23:32:00 +0200

Society pushes us to be average. The commonality of many is always a compromise, yet the sum of many and of one can be overwhelming. But how few foster their pure inner core. If you try to be the commonality of everything it will be a compromise. Your pure you - is the sum of you - is overwhelmingly uncompromising. Imitate others and your self will not outgrow the bold, dull and sluggishly moving child-state of your dreams and cravings… the latter of which remain an unchanged constant and has once been free.

I’m getting some support on this now…

In this moment… “your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.

I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.

Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.

I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.

After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.

Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.

That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.

If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.” Adrian Tan

If we do not rest within ourselves and make others our compass,...

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 23:37:00 +0200

If we do not rest within ourselves and make others our compass, the grass will always grow where they are because we can’t see anything else. That’s why…

Photo

Wed, 18 Apr 2012 17:27:13 +0200

Let the hunting horns declare our mission, let the games begin,...

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 23:43:01 +0200

Let the hunting horns declare our mission, let the games begin, we will go for the roots, we will hug the mud, we will feel the trembling force of the train and lick the sweet taste of the dust that turns out our daily food…

franzibecker:

July 3rd -> next stop: Moscow

let the transiberian fun begin!!! lets see what worldwide education systems have to offer!

Manager’s and all kinds of mainly brainworkers are after...

Sun, 15 Apr 2012 15:55:00 +0200

Manager’s and all kinds of mainly brainworkers are after all pretty pitiable people.

Most days it is quite hard to see what we are building and to acknowledge that thoughts can indeed be planted. There are only moments when we feel or see that we have somehow reached a new level or we look back and hopefully realise that something is growing and if in the heads of others - and we smile. But - in the blink of an eye - we can be too busy again to remember what we have created. What exists and does not exist is in our head - and there is a lot of stuff. So we lose sight again.

Most days we look back at what we did and on the surface there is nothing -there is no buildung and no new floor, no telephone cable connected, no street built, no healed person, no clothes produced, no bunch of flowers, no tree build, no flowers watered and grown, no one we’ve transported, no hole filled, nothing broken restored not a 100 loafs of bread that fled the counter like free pots of honey the beemaster collected meticulously in an arduous routine - the sweat drips on the inside of your astronaut-like clothes.

Don’t get me wrong. I am thankful for having the freedom to challenge the brain and plant thoughts and earn my living with it, yet it is often so difficult to acknoweldge that ideas can be grown, thoughts can be planted and dreams build. But if you doubt yourself - be assured - they can…

The most admirable things in life are theoretically ungraspable:...

Sun, 15 Apr 2012 14:58:38 +0200

The most admirable things in life are theoretically ungraspable: love, family, happiness, sadness… so is gut feeling. But only because we cannot express in words what our gut tells us or make specific arguments of it, it doesn’t make it less valuable. And afterwards everything seems to make sense ! This is why I have an argument:

My gut feeling tells me we should do it this way and hell yeah I’m going with it!

Sometimes things seem so easy - we think them through and we...

Sun, 15 Apr 2012 14:52:00 +0200

Sometimes things seem so easy - we think them through and we know exactly how it will work out. We still have to do it though. I admittedly have some difficulties with this…