I am deranged...

I'm floating on clouds of imagination,
Carried to my castle in the sky.
To my domain of sweet temptation,
That mortals see with prying eye.

Ich schwebe auf Wolken der Einbildungskraft,
Getragen zu meiner Burg am Himmel.
Zu meiner Domäne der süßer Versuchung,
Den Sterbliche mit neugierigem Auge sehen

The wine flows freely,
The bread soft as snow.
With every sip there be a fee,
With every bite there be a blow.

Der Wein fließt frei,
Das Brot, das weich ist als Schnee.
Mit jedem Nippen gibt es eine Gebühr,
Mit jedem Biss gibt es einen Schlag.

Mortal mind can't comprehend,
The beauty of my insanity.
Before mortal might I will send,
My sin and they will flee.

Sterbliches Gemüt kann nicht verstehen,
Die Schönheit meines Wahnsinns.
Bevor Sterblicher ich betreibt, werde schicken,
Meine Sünde und sie werden fliehen.

Human day ends,
Demonic night begins.
Time and space bends,
Humans shed their skins.

Menschlicher Tag beendet,
Dämonische Nacht beginnt.
Zeit und Platz biegt,
Menschen verschütten ihre Häute.

Safe and sound,
In my castle in Hell.
The damned are bound,
And in my ears they yell.

Safe und hört sich an,
In meiner Burg in Hölle.
Das verdammte ist gebunden,
Und in meinen Ohren schreien sie.

Such sweet, tempting music,
The cacophony of a thousand souls.
I wear my ornate tunic,
Through my cryptic garden I strolls.

Solche süße, verführerische Musik,
Der Missklang von einen tausend Seelen.
Ich trage meine gezierte Uniformjacke,
Durch meinen rätselhaften Garten schlendere ich.

I awaken in my room,
All has changed.
Trapped in my padded tomb.
I am deranged.

Ich erwecke in meinem Zimmer,
Alle haben geändert.
Eingefangen in meiner gepolsterten Grabstätte.
Ich bin gestört.

Gonna have some friends over for dinner tomorrow.
Hope that it'll be a good time...
And here's a little music for us.

P.S: I apologize for not blogging that often, but seriously... Life is so boring right now... Mein Leben ist Langweilig...

To Tom...

I figured that since I've always been doing alot of Bill posts, this one will be for Tom!
So, instead of just gooing on and on and on about how great he is, I'll let the pics do it for me.

I had a wonderful morning.
Woke at 4.20am, which means only about 2 hours of sleep.
Chatted with a new friend from 5am till 11am.
Wonderful morning.

Uneventful afternoon, which saw me take a 30min nap.
Call a hotel.
Receive a call from a hotel
Watch a movie

Boring evening.
Had dinner
Received another phone call from the hotel.
Napped.

And now I've been pulled into a talk, that's hosted by my uncle...
*Sigh* I don't wanna go. But still, I think I'll just make the most of it.

Looking back, I see why I liked Hitler.

Placing myself in the shoes of a German citizen.
The anger, the humiliation that I faced.
Our sense of National Pride, taken away from us by the signing of that "Diktat".
Then came along, one obscure man, who promised us more than just work and bread.
Here was a man, an ordinary guy, who would restore our National Pride.
One who would defiantly break the Treaty of Versailles.
Give us more lebensraum.
His anti-semitic views would've spurred me on, and made me believe that the Jews were to blame.
It would be easier blaming someone who's different from us, then to blame my own fellow Germans.
I can see why, I would have voted for him in the elections.

But it's horrific.
The thought of voting for the man who would bring the whole of Europe to the brink of destruction.
Supported by men who believed in a "Total War".
A war that would cost the lives of 50 million soldiers. 6 million Jews.
The almost total destruction of Germany as a Nation...




Just thought I'd do some self reflection...

I need to go shopping for white pants and shoes soon...
A nice brown leather belt wouldn't hurt as well.
Neither would...
Nevermind, I got a bag that suits the piece perfectly.
But I do need the white pants and shoes, and the leather belt.

La dee da...
I'm so bored.

I'm a drink ;)

Ayron (Beverage with yogurt)


"Ayron" is mostly made in summer times, as it is cold and nice beverage. "Ayron" is prepared from so called "suzma" it is kind of sour yogurt. But you can also make it with a simple yogurt. Some people add salt in it and some not. We like it with:)

Ingredients:
200 gr of "Suzma" or yogurt
400 ml of cold, pure drinking water
Salt to taste
Some mint leaves for decoration
In a blender add "suzma", water and salt, combine all the ingredients until smooth. Pour in glass and decorate with mint leaves. Enjoy!
Yoqimli ishtaha!!!

http://www.uzbekcooking.blogspot.com/

Das ist eine grosse verrat!!!

Tokio Hotel was in town.
Thought it was by invite only.
Turns out it wasn't.
Pamela is my number 1enemy now.
Be afraid.

The tale of Orpheus and Hades

For those of you familiar with Greek myths and legends, this is one story you'll find familiar.
The tale of Orpheus and Hades

Orpheus was a musician. But not just any musician. He was the best in the entire world.
He could play music and sing songs that could make anyone, commoner or noble, cry in sorrow or rejoice in gladness. Kings would pay huge sums of money, just to hear him play. Orpehus' joy was found in playing the lyre. But his true happiness laid in his newly wed wife, Eurydice.

The newly weds foun great joy in each other, be it from strolling through the streets of Athens, or gambolling in the countryside of Greece. The couple found immense joy in the little things they did with each other. With Orpheus' fame and talent with the lyre, they were to remain well fed and well clothed for the rest of their lives. But alas, such joy is not meant for mortals, and Eurydice would be taken away from Orpheus...

One day, while walking through the orchards, alone, a satyr spotted Eurydice and she, he. She ran as fast as she could, trying her utmost best to run away from this crazed creature. But in her haste she had ran further away from safety, and soon she was cornered by the satyr. She slowly backed away, never keeping her eyes of the creature. In doing so, she failed to notice a pit of venomous cipers behind her, and she fell in...

Orpheus, searching for his beloved, asked around town, and they pointed him in the direction of the orchards. He searched high and low, until he spotted a pit of venemous vipers, with his companion lying in it. Dead. He took her out of the pit and grieved her like no man had ever grieved before. Having lost his beloved, he turned to his lyre and played...

The gods on Olympus heard Orpehus' heart wrenching tale of his loss, and they too were moved to tears. And so they told Orpheus of an entrance to the underworld. The realm of the dead. If he could successfully navigate his way to Hades, king of the dead, he could get Eurydice back from the dead...

Heeding the advice of the gods, Orpheus took up his lyre, and made his way to the underworld. Upon arrival he saw the River Styx, awaiting on the shore was the ferryman, Charon. He begged Charon for passage past the River, but Charon was adamant, and refused to take him, unless Orpheus could pay. Orpheus, without money, sat on a boulder by the River, and started to play his lyre. As he played a crowd of souls gathered around him. Even Charon had gotten off his ferry, just so he could hear Orpheus' music better. As he plucked the strings, he regaled his story of loss to all who were around him, and finally, he managed to enchant Charon to carry him across the River Styx for free.

Upon arrival on the other side of the River, Orpheus came to the gates into Hades. But entrance was not for mortals, such as himself. To ensure that, Hades' pet, Cerberus, guards the entrance. The 3 headed dog was bigger than any dog Orpheus had ever seen, his fur was pitch black, and his teeth were as sharp as knives. Orpheus, relying on his skill as a musician, started playing his lyre again, and within moments, the great dog was fast asleep, granting him entrance into Hades.

After a short distance, Orpheus saw his last obstacle. The king of the dead, Hades. Seating on his throne, with his eternal wife, Persephone by his side. Knowing, by now, what was to be done, Orpheus started to perform for the king and queen. He deftly plucked each string, sending it reverberating of the walls of the cave. The sad, soulful melody enthralled all who heard. As Orpheus begain singing of his beloved, and his grief, even Hades, the never moving god of the dead, was moved to tears. As such, Hades allowed Orpheus to bring Eurydice out of Hades, on one condition. He had to trust that she was following him, and not look back, not even once, while they were still in the realm of the dead. Only upon passing through the River Styx and up to the world of the living could they look upon each other again.

Orpheus began his ascent to the world above once again, he passed through the sleeping dog, and got onto the ferry. But doubt began to plauge Orpheus. Had Hades tricked him? Is Eurydice just behind me? Could she catch up? As the doubts plauged him, the temptation to look back grew. As they got off the ferry, Orpehus continued to climb. But just as he was about to reach the surface, he could not take it anymore, and so he turned, to see Eurydice for the last time. Orpheus was shattered, Eurydice had indeed been behind him the whole time. An unseen force then dragged Eurydice back down to the depths of Hades. And Orpheus, from then on walked the wilderness, and telling his sad tale to all who would listen...

In the never ending change of this realm, I live my life.
I wake up everyday not knowing what comes next.
Will I live, will I die?
There are days when I feel great, days when I feel shitty.
Those are the days, which strangely, I prefer...
Don't ask me why, cause up till now, I still don't know.
I can ask myself why so many time, but I never know.
I guess the reason is because days like that make me treasure everything a little bit more.
The family that I have.
The friends that I enjoy.
Everything seems so much more enjoyable.
Only on days which are shitty.
The days that are great tend to become more mundane.


I wish I was insane.
Free from this world.
Living in mine.
Mine alone.
Imagination is my blessing and my curse.
I live in it, and it lives in me.
Together as one.
Forever and ever...