24.01.2012

Paulzilla


As some of you may have considered, Paul is featured with a vital fantasy. That’s why he has got strange dreams from time to time. The same thing last night: 



Paul dreamed he wasn’t small and nice anymore, but big and rude. He was stumping through the city of Leipzig, playing his drum without any regard to older people who might have been annoyed by the noise. Paul was playing the Bolero. 




Some hysteric girls were even running away in panic. 




Paul decided to climb up the MDR-Tower to spread his barbaric Bolero all over the town. 



 
A bothered grandma seemed having called the army. Ignoring the gunfire, Paul continued playing.


Finally, someone hit him. Peng! He was loosing his balance and falling down the tower.
As he reached the ground, he…




… woke up shocked. Puhhh!!! Now what a nightmare! Maybe he shouldn’t watch so many of these old monster movies all the time. Everything was good now…


 
… was it?



What do you dream of?




16.01.2012

War and Peace

On Sunday morning, Paul woke up much too early. 
That’s why he recognized the sun was shining and it was a very cold, clear morning. After having spend an evening with friends and drinking a lot of wine, feeling frustrated about the way some things are, he decided that cool air was the only right thing for his main processor. So he climbed up the ladder to the roof of his flat. His flatmate supérieure, the sparkling sparrow, accompanied him. But sparkling as she is, she did a call, and Paul was alone with his thoughts.



So what’s the status? In fact, the world is going to end on December of this year. It is an important question what you should do with the last year of your life, right? Paul saw some doves flying in the sunlight. And he discovered a lacerated one on the roof as well. He decided it was time for a pipe. Kids, don’t you ever do that! Pipes are for snobs. Paul is a snob.




The invisible smoke climbed to the clouds, like Pauls thoughts. Paul thought about his friends. Not only the near ones. He also thought about friends that he has not been talking to for a very long time. Because of good reasons, no ones and bad ones. Girls, particularly. There are skeletons in Paul’s closets, kids, you would not even imagine in your dreams. He thought about loosing friends, about preventing it and about the price it costs. He thought about fighting, about letting go, about honesty, trust, mistakes and forgiveness. He thought about insecurity and boldness. And about different expectations and dealing with it. About loyalty, integrity and acceptance. He smiled about people who try to influence him by pretending. Dudes, Paul can’t even influence himself! His heart is a real pinhead, made in China.



He thought about how things could be. Paul was happy and angry at the same time. Everything could be easy, you know! Paul thought about the girls he would like to be with and the girls he could be with. Rare congruent.




So what will Paul do this year? There are some important things in life, Paul should have done before the end of the world. He really needs to enjoy his life much more. There will be no long love story for Paul anymore, so let’s play around and have some fun, kids! Let’s dance and drink, kiss and smoke. Intelligent people may join the party!

What will you do this year?



02.01.2012

Happy New Year!

Dear followers! It has been a long time since Paul wrote to you. Please don’t be angry with him, it wasn’t meant impolite.

Paul has had some exciting times… He was working; he was a little bit in love and he was in a photographer’s school. Also, he played Zelda, great game my friends! Well, you can say some of these things were quite interesting and time filling. Sadly the most important thing has not been successful after all. Maybe Paul is expecting too much. Or girls are complicated. Or both is true.



Nevertheless, there is a quite positive development, because all in all Paul is doing better and better in handling all the stuff that’s going on. Wait for it, 2012 is going to be legen - dary! Except that the world is going to end, of course.

New Year’s Eve, Paul was on a party in the flat of a good friend. Everyone was dressed superb. He was preparing the great potato salad of his mum. Others brought cake or meatballs. Of course, there was o lot to drink… Paul tasted Brennivin, caraway schnapps from Iceland. Kids, do not drink that!

From the windows you could see all the rockets and fireworks that were shot into the night. The same procedure as every year, James!



Paul is curious about what this year will offer for his life. Maybe some good stuff. A lot of work… Let’s see.

Paul wishes all of his faithful friends a happy new year and the very best for all of you! Take care, we will see us soon!