Last weekend started quite productive, but my mood turned dark and heavy again Saturday evening and even worse throughout most of Sunday. It’s a strange thing; I find it hard to describe, and even harder to predict and control. It’s almost like a software bug that occurs sometimes, but not always, and I don’t have an idea what’s causing it, how to reproduce or fix it. The only difference: this here is not a bug but real life.

Two and two are five

“Nazi theory indeed specifically denies that such a thing as “the truth” exists. … The implied objective of this line of thought is a nightmare world in which the Leader, or some ruling clique, controls not only the future but the past. If the Leader says of such and such an event, “It never happened” – well, it never happened. If he says that two and two are five – well, two and two are five.


My first website used to be hosted on, named after a short story by H.P. Lovecraft. I can’t believe it’s been 15 years now since I walked my first baby-steps on the web. I used the domain for a site dedicated to my favorite artists, musicians, authors, and movies - well, it was pretty much the unfinished sandbox of a site you’re looking at now, but built with static html files and a lot of graphics in a golden/brass 3d-look with lots of image maps.

Remembering Wilhelm Schöngen

This journal entry is a bit more personal than others. My mother sent me an obituary she came across in the newspaper. It’s Wilhelm Schöngen, my math and physics teacher from 5th to 10th grade, many many years ago. The time at the “Math.Nat.” probably was the most important and influential time in my school years. I still remember so many teachers and classmates I met during this time. Mr. Schöngen was one of the teachers who followed me in my memories in all the years when I moved to another school, when I worked jobs, or when I went to college.


tac·i·turn, \‘ta-sə-tərn\, adjective
temperamentally disinclined to talk

tac·i·tur·ni·ty, \‘ta-sə-‘tər-nə-tē\, noun
the trait of being uncommunicative;
not volunteering anything more than necessary
- reserve, reticence


Ethic of Reciprocity

The Ethic of Reciprocity or The Golden Rule is a fundamental moral principle found in virtually all major religions and cultures. It simply means “treat others as you would like to be treated.” and is arguably the most essential basis for the modern concept of human rights. I don’t remember how I ran across this Wikipedia entry a few months ago, but I found it very interesting, and also a bit surprising.

Remembering Poetry Albums

Around the end of my elementary school days and 5th and 6th grade I used to have a poetry album. It was a square textile bound hardcover book with blank pages. I used to give it to friends, relatives, teachers, people I liked and who had an impact on me. They would write a few words of poetry, wisdom, encouragement, good luck or draw something into this book and return it to me again later.