The first words of one of my favorite songs: "Euer Fritze mit der Spritze" by Boris Bukowski are: Ich bin hier - (I am here). It is about a guy who gets sent into an asylum. However, dear reader, you are not here. When you read this, ask yourself, are you even where you are? Or are you trapped in the web instead of kissing your girlfriend (boyfriend), walking the dog (stroking the cat) or reading philosophy (poetry). This is a warning. Go back to where you are. Be there. That is all I have to say now.
