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If walking around in his own head days, it's hard to find a beginning. Everything is stirred up recently. Every thought numerous times, at every beginning and every end, played out. Somehow, everything is nothing new. Unless you bring it to paper. That is why I love writing. It helps.
are treacherous trivia to throw around foreign words with me, the impetus for form a series of thoughts, not at the end of which fits so incredibly to the beginning, there is a lack of irony - actually sarcasm, borders are to me sitting here and writing also.
"She asks: Do you have everything He takes her hand and says: Now even" it comes over me the feeling that I have what I feel here, not the most complex, most unusual, indeed by any mode of expression, by words or Other linguistics to be answered. It is, rather, one of those indescribable moments, which - as I read once - makes a good lyricist. That he can make those moments on paper. But, if I am, is undecided, I do not want to. I do not want the moment of his Rob spell. He is full of goodness and in all its glory, although there are only in my head and seem. A little sunshine in the otherwise dark world of self-reflection throw.
But he caused me asked me what I am doing this so all of that. I mean, everyone for day is always a step in a direction to a place that will arrive at the man. The one lives from weekend to weekend. Torments himself from Monday to Friday from so he can arrive Friday evening in his real life. Goes to work to earn money to output again, so he feels good. Cooks, eats, remains fit, so he expects the weekend will bring you happiness.
But mine is too short. The life of the Friday and Saturday Evening passes will perish - to perish. But what is behind it. Career? Will I have a career, amass a pile of money, so me on a Saturday afternoon and Sunday evening in a - hang around library so I do later career, driving big cars, expensive clothes wear on the otherwise empty body - albeit well-conditioned? I think not. But somewhere, but everything must find its justification. Or I succumb to a fallacy here? Has it not? Is it days, months, years, or even all of life that are completely useless?
departed the intellectual path he led me, as it clearly as quickly in one direction. Those who.
And since I met the knowledge like a hammer - to some extent in the abdomen. That what I wanted to distance myself after I had it already failed many times, so that was the direction of the place where I feel at home? Arriving at where I want?
may explain it, if you think of the daily routine, which is characterized by questions "what the?". Especially since it already starts when you get up?.? "Why So that I can get up in the university and learn what there is to learn just why I do this I later career and make a career for which I alone in this by the side of 2 Asian hookers age of 97 somewhere in the South Pacific from the life of distinction? "
satisfied This is not me. So probably the hookers, but not the idea. In contradiction I see the right path actually only on the side of a partner. If anything, take the idea "to come", even this is not, but the probability is here the highest. For that I can fire me out of bed every morning, get to come home, eat, drink, sleep .. Just live.
The back of the realization, however, was not an admission of such selfish to be, as I thought it to be. It has simply not satisfying to look back with a rich store of knowledge at the end of my life on just the same and I enjoy it. No, the view rotates. Maybe this is another step .. only where ..? meet

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A decision is certainly not for everyone. But it ultimately has to make everyone sooner or later. Yet in the adult world with decision but also Kosequenzen with it. Dealing with this is certainly not the cause of everyone.
And so it is that at some point before the decision, is a person you deeply, more than that, having to hurt. And worse, you have to live with the consequences. The consequence of that self-questioning, the decision calls into question is thoughtful and sad. That one has to live with the knowledge that the people have taken a piece of happiness. Yes, maybe not just a piece ..
decisions can feel good or bad, but also regardless of right or wrong. And it can give the good fortune that the right decision feels incredibly bad. And yet this is because some know that it was right. But from which part or what feelings you should be guided? Which the decision on good or bad? If you do not always act on it, that you yourself feel good. Egoism or not, in any case everyone does so, albeit through the corners and edges. Or is to provide the view of the preference that you should make the choice of right or wrong depends?
I think the latter is upheld. So a fall into a Abyssum from which no escape is apparent, I think it is for the inner peace the most clever, that you choose the right path. Although one (hopefully) temporarily bad feel, so the feeling subsides. For though time heals all wounds, or you just get used to the pain, the sunshine after the darkest day back at the brightest. What to say .. I do not openly confessed.
I chose the right path and take the consequences. However, it does not make them easier to bear, and the thought that at some point somewhere back light can appear to be in the moment by not less distress. But what a rogue, to talk about myself.
feelings are certainly probably one of the most complex features of a human being carries within itself. The logic is clear, we will break no heart, no more suffering sow, you should stay away from relationships. And it tries to learn too well from its own protection, to adapt the knowledge to grow. But this is terrible: this is passé, when a man stands before you, who manages to get that in the blazing sun creeps. All experience and all knowledge is there and you fall up to happiness. And end up at the end again at the same point. Perhaps we should settle it there schonmal comfortable, a return is not excluded.
"It is everything else, that person is the one I've been looking and looking always will. "No, it is not. As much as one wants and the very one considers the conviction carries with it so quickly brings a sober reality then with the hammer back. But what will explain it? Nothing really. That would make you sad, because it is an apparently never-ending cycle of ups and downs, like ... with highs and lows just. "Ner parabola or so. I think the only reason why you or I, is doing the / Antu, because it is simply the high feels so damn good. But it is also in the future or is the reason, by the ratio and prohibits the feeling? I hope not.
That would be the end.

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Wow, I ... Well, yes, I'm speechless. Fast. I think I know the first time what it really means to feel love. I was in love before, had relations before and everything was fine and I thought me on the right track. But now arrived, I must say, no. I am now where I need to be where I want to be.
Everything I experience is exciting, is new though I have experienced it zich times. I sense a gratitude than ever before. Actually, as never before. At last I know what it really means to feel gratitude. Deep humility before the One who makes his own possible. Tangible tribute to the contrary put affection. So much is new.
Never have I had the emotion with a smile on her lips to cry in earnest.
I cry because the desire haunts me, but I smile because I know we will meet again.
It is a disbelief that all this really happens. I really feel this good and may even feel good. It fills me when it's there, turns my stomach when she leaves. It is the ardent wish that comes true. There is nothing in it, what a hook is even close. Fine and smooth, without blemish. Entirely without flaws, it stands before me, I confess what they feel and my eyes are filling up slowly, almost imperceptibly, with tears because I am touched, deeply touched. It's like a finger of his open directly onto the tooth is out, just that it feels good, but yet it goes directly into the joints and marrow.
In it there are no principles, no limits, nothing. And yet everything. For her, I think everything was always looking. I laugh at her, with laughter. Am filled with emotion, full as I had never before considered to be able to.
Everything seems so surreal. As if that might not be. So when someone would explain the sudden, we would have won. What? In life. Man blinked in disbelief. Sleep a night over it. But by the next morning, we sure it happens. Nevertheless, the disbelief.
The latent strength to do anything, because I created a new retreat. A place where I can be ME. Where I am who I am, and be loved for it. A place where even I love you. A place with her - and really emotional. The power to move mountains, the power to motivate yourself even when neither mind nor body have power, all this is to their credit.
Partially I fear for my happiness. For although I grew up sheltered objectively, I was inside of me always dissatisfied. Never had anything I wanted, never wanted what I could have. But now all that is passé. Get used to is hard. To Understand you will ultimately still part of the fun. Knowing you have met there the man with whom they share their life or wants to share at least.
Every love song I find myself again. I see them in every line. Find us in every word spoken. Am touched by each verse.
I know that it is there and waiting for me to take this time to the other way. And I will not let you down, will be there for you, every time you need me.
But much of what I was taught what I could find new and what has touched me deeply, that was outstanding at an entirely new and different view of love. Love is a strong .. no, the strongest feeling. This feeling wants to pursue by default. One wants to satisfy his own emotion. The yearning provide relief. By the partner is near, spend time with him. This is right and good. Also I would like to pursue my desire. Only drifted from my thoughts. I wondered how far I could or would. Where does the love? What I mean is, I've loved to make me and my partner happy. But I know now that I'm not important that I make myself happy. I'm happy and I will continue to be. But the reason is not derived from it, because I have feelings for someone and she returned his feelings. The reason why I'm happy am is strictly selfish than before. Ironically White selfish even though I do not so much matter to my own happiness. For me is important, and only when I allow myself to feel myself well when I know that she's fine. If I know that it feels good, then I will happy. I can honestly say that I had in my life no longer wants to be happy, this is not my goal. My goal, my job, I understand it, to make them happy. And only if I mean this task manageable, I can be happy, although I was not sure investing. Strictly speaking, it's me that is just about me as I pursue my only intention only that is my intention, she and her happiness level. I want to make the best of what I can and I do not want it for me, not even for us. I want it just for her. I know I am now ready to say, I will do what is necessary so that it shines. Thus it shines and the world a more beautiful. And if I do, come out of her life, then I'll do that. Whilst I would do without itself must, I will do that. And if I must stop this self-love so that she can love again, I will do that. And if I feel this for someone I can look into those eyes and say without hesitation that I love her.

"She said 'Do it',
I looked at her, took her hand and knew

'Forever' I whispered
and jumped with her. "

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How does is internationally known musicians to Wil? Michael Sarbach proves as program director of the alternative clubs Gare de Lion, that one can be attractive even with little money.


A small club holds its own on the national floor: Michael Sarbach is program director of the Gare de Lion Wil.

Wil - backstage, bar, stage. Michael Sarbach out in the early evening easy by the well-equipped club at the Tracks. The man with the pleasant character but also different. Because the race is to the best musicians and bands from on high revs. Who is sleeping there, alone on stage at the end. Because the competition has intensified in the club scene in recent years. According Sarbach in the region play several premises in the same league: the "Palace" in St. Gallen, Rorschach, "Mary Berg," but also the "Salt House" and "gas station" in Winterthur.

The lover begins with a mail. It announces an agency all the major clubs have free data for an artist or a band. The call is to "Offer" the go-ahead a procedure that is meant for outsiders difficult. Many factors must be considered. Does the band enough audience? Does the singer to the concept of the club? Is it too early or late for this act? "It takes a lot of experience in order to survive in this game," says Michael Sarbach. Here, the correct assessment of the market value of the artist is crucial. Only then can the poker with the other clubs just the right price, throw in the round.

modest use money

past two years, the 28-year-old for the only alternative program in Wil responsible. It took into account the same two aggravating Factors to fight. For one, Wil is not just about the brilliance of a metropolis, the other is his use of money compared to other modest. The Gare de Lion, a former coach house, is supported by the city with only just 25 000 francs. Almost half of them will immediately go back for the rent. 20 000 francs come from Canton. Similar institutions are funded with amounts in the six figures. Therefore, the Lion team can rarely a properly known - afford - and therefore expensive Act. And in the wake of the massive slump in CD sales, have become even moderately well-known music combos only in the thousands range to have. "Compared to the past, the fees have doubled, "said Michael Sarbach.

Give and take

That the maximum of 400 viewers still see good bands always get has a lot to do with the shrewdness of the team. With successful parties they subsidize concerts and exhibitions across. This good contacts to help the agencies. Sarbach said: "It's a give and take. Sometimes we promote an unknown band of an agency and receive the next time the contract for a big name. "

The small club claimed so many years on the national stage. This is possible only thanks to a lot of idealism Sarbach & Co. For all the work volunteers. Michael Sarbach, of up to 40 hours per week in addition committed to his job as a music teacher, receives just 50 francs per month expense allowance. This will change, says Sarbach, seated in the council, not at all easy for once. (ThurgauerZeitung)

Source: thurgauerzeitung.ch, 03.12.2009. Author: Yann Cherubin, Image: Nana do Carmo