eternal sunshine of the spotless mind

The Song “So Fine [Les Gammas RMX]“, by Emo, with some pictures from my lovely train trip on April 24.

Some weeks ago, I bought a book. It’s in English and I must admit, that I really love it. It keeps me laughing for many pages. And therefore I want to introduce you in the world of André Schneider.

André Schneider is a German-born actor, musician, comedian, model and writer. I get in contact with him, because I love his German blog [Link 1], and it seems that he loves my German blog [Link 2] too. And so I tried to get all his books and films. “Deed Poll” is a great and shocking movie, with that wonderful André as Nathaniel. And then, I bought his two books “Die Sprache der Scherben” [like: The language of the sherds] and “Life Is A Sexually Transmitted Disease”. The first book is a short story (nearly 50 pages) about sexual abuse and suicidal wishes. It’s breathtaking. But LIASTD is totally different. This book is written in English. And it’s a funny and crazy book. With short stories and poems, and it has more than 200 pages. André writes such funny story e.g. about the history as a Vegas showgirl or something like that.

I read many pages on my way home in the train and I had to laugh so many times. It’s wonderful. To forget the world around you and follow André through all the metropolises. And because I really like his words, I would like make some ad.

So, buy it!

But hey, if you’re interested, here’s the link for Amazon.

I don’t know how to be with you
and I don’t know how to be without you.

You are so beautiful
across a table with sparkly things in your hair.

I want to be able not to want you so badly,
to just observe you, like standing in a museum staring for hours-

Longing to touch the texture of paint
or the coolness of a statue,

But knowing I cannot.
At night with the light of the street shining on your face.

You sleep, so I stay quiet and breathe gently.
Who are we when our lives interesext like this?

I think I know you thoughts because we feel so much the same.
I long for you to wake up and talk to me.
I muss you here, twelve inches away,

More than I could possibly miss you on the other side of the world.
So I travel with you in my dreams
to places we may never go in waking hours.

We can never own any of this.
I can’t demand your time or your dedication.

For sure I love you the most when I’m able to let it fly-
your soul, that is, which is where I love you the most.

André Schneider

Live Is A Sexually Transmitted Disease - ISBN 3-938262-17-6 - Amazon

The lake mirrors the trees. It’s dark, here at that place.

That lonely small lake. A place for many of my memories. Here, we, you and me, we spent so many wonderful days and nights. Here, we startet our relationship again, after that end, nobody really had wanted. Yesterday I sat there at that footbridge. The darkness walked around in a soften, silent move. I saw the sun went down. I saw the ducks swam away.

The mirror became darker and darker and everything, that’s mirrored at that lake, is something like my own memories. The memories become darker and darker. Since days it’s harder than ever to think about you. You made my live complete and you smashed all my hopes and dreams. The mirror distorted all my memories.

I sat there at that footbridge, and I waited. Waited for you. You only live metres away from that place. But I didn’t try to call you, I didn’t ring the bell. I wanted that place to be alone. Alone with my memories, with that darkness. Alone with me and the ghost of you. You were wonderful. In that mirror.

If that mirror could talk. What would it say. Wouldn’t it be nice, to hear all the stories of ourselves? Wouldn’t it be nice, if we spent some time here together. Wouldn’t it be nice, if we tried to be friends? But that mirror couldn’t talk. And down by the lake, I waited. Waited for something new.

Well, here are some pictures I’ve found in a social network out there.

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