To write about myself is a difficult task. 'Cause living is more fruitful than talkin'. Talking with myself is different to talking about myself. To talk in silence with myself is to think, ''thoughts''. There must be ''I'' and the ''Other'' me in internal dialogue in order to think. But for the lucky ones this ''Other'' me can turn to be the Friend. The words friend, love, kiss are just one and same word in an ancient European language.
I was born on the mountains, got a house by the sea but I live in England for now. Is this the rock n' roll of my life? I always do what I can still always trying for more with a little help from a kind of love or some friendship or a kiss and this is exactly what has brought me in such a page-link. It might be a link for laughter, for red clouds, and beauty. Or, simply a link of luck which is called ''glȕck'' in German that implies deep sweet pleasure.
