A New Dawn

...a new life, feeling good.

Today I have deleted "write 3 blog posts" from my todo-mindmap. It is a kind of magic. As soon as these words have disappeared from the list of obligations, suddenly my awareness and mindfulness naturally have led me to this website and have made me start to write.

My blog statistics are making me laugh. Haha. Without boosting any posts, some people still click their way here, but numbers have declined drastically.

Now that I have made this room my ultimate headquarters, I am free to blog again.

Lets start with more news.

A friend, a new, important friend, has told me recently that all that he knows about this world is from conversations with the people around him. I think this is excellent. It makes all sorts of communication technology obsolete. How wonderful this world could be is what I thought. It would also make this blog obsolete. Sorry to say that, but it seems to be so anyway.

Nevertheless, this is a new dawn. That is why I will come back and write more, until the end of all blogs and time itself.

See you.

Communication Breakdown

My motivation to write blog-posts is at a low.
Who will read them anyway?
In the day-to-day garbage cascade of news and mass media sickness what can be my contribution to a better world.
Maybe to turn off this box of miracles for a while and walk the dog in the late-afternoon sun.
Communication Breakdown.
A Led Zeppelin Song
And freedom.

Reindeer 2

Relics and debris from the past shall link me to a new future.
What all this has to do with reindeer, I don't know.

Reindeer

I have just helped the reindeer up
It reminds me of something
although it is here to be eaten

News

After an all time low in my statistics, I have decided to write again. See what happens next?
This March the key assumption was that words are bullshit and produce bullshit.
To avoid this cascade I didn't insert words into the world wide web which is as such a multiplier of bullshit.
This is not derived from Harry G. Frankfurts seminal work "On Bullshit" but more or less taken from the teachings of eminent Zen masters.
Nevertheless, to boost my blog statistics I have to produce words, with more or less meaning, link the post in facebook, twitter and google+ and do this about four time a month.
This saves my statistics from dropping below 10 clicks per month.
As I have to eat in two minutes, the world is saved from even more bad news.

Have a good time...

High Quality Blogging

Between Purple Haze and Fire there is enough time for The Wind Cries Mary.
Between words of wisdom and slogans of despair there is enough space for high quality blogging.
Today I read an article on modern media in a rather intellectual Austrian newspaper. It said that blogs are only some sort of exhibitionist's trashcans.
The author has never read this blog for sure, but was stuck in the jungle of...well I don't know. I have never come across a superficial blog and have only encountered interesting ones.
This might be extreme luck for sure.
On the other hand I am enjoying Jimi Hendrix music right now (Can you see me?) and not commercial everyday chewing gum drums music. Should I?
To be honest, in all my lives between chemistry and Zen, between sociology and communication science, between synthetic biology and Bauernbergpark Men, I have been looking for quality.
That is why I am the author of a high quality blog.
I am not the Jimi Hendrix of blogging, that would be a too blasphemous assumption. But I want to be the background singer in Hey Joe at least.
So all along the watchtower I call out to all you bloggers out there.
Stay the way you are and stay high quality bloggers, too.

Repetition

When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
So if you choose one of the directions of the last post, you can decide which story line to follow.
One: The Bauernbergpark Man Story
Two: Time
Three: Technology
Four: Archy's own believes, drawings and photographs

However,
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.

Stop

Of course there are some additional topics:

One: Zen
Two: NLP
Three: Silence
Four: Archy's poetry

Anyway,
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.
When I share my thoughts in this blog, I suppose, at some point I start to repeat myself.

And: Try this on facebook ;-)

cu

Chose a Direction