Archive for January, 2006

No answer is an answer

January 15th, 2006

No answer is an answer.
No answer is an answer.
No answer is ever an answer.
No answer is still an answer.
No answer is an answer.
No answer is an answer.

Understand not to understand

January 14th, 2006

A friend let me know that he did not understand my last year’s X-mess card. What if the card was all about not understanding? Or even understanding not to understand?

Welcome liars, or not?

January 12th, 2006

Welcome as a new member of the Club Of Liars! Or, tell me, have you already been a member?

Hope has two beautiful daughters

January 12th, 2006

It’s often quite amazing how one stumbles across a new idea, picture, hint, or quote: Currently, I am thinking my bit about Global Change. Then a dear friend reminded me of a picture that I once found showing a bear all covered in snow and ice, and the text said “Tested under extreme conditions”. I thought: “Well, we might need that soon.” And shortly after that: “No, wait, we are tested. Most of us for many years, even decades.”

When I searched the web for sources of the phrase “tested under extreme conditions” I found a quote by St. Augustine:

“Hope has two beautiful daughters. Their names are anger and courage; anger at the way things are, and courage to see that they do not remain the way they are.”

— St. Augustine

So this is hope. And, anger was what I felt about how the threats of Global Change are being dealt with. Am I courageous enough to see that things do not remain as they are? And, that an uncertain future certainly is one of these things? Do I have the courage to see that things are going to change and that this very change might change?

It is not as it is not.

January 7th, 2006

It is not as it is not.

Stop Making Sense

January 7th, 2006

Stop Making Sense T-Shirt

rätsel sind die auflösung

January 6th, 2006

es gibt keine auflösungen. rätsel sind die auflösung. oder, wenn du so willst: das ist die auflösung, das rätsel und auch nicht. rätsel verbergen nichts, sie legen offen, sie sind überall und nirgendwo. ich trage sie, die rätsel und ihre auflösungen, in mir.