blog Texteditor und Tastatur Wed May 1 11:57:22 CEST 2019 A ghost is wandering around when composing text on the computer: the good (?) old mechanical typewriter. NOTE: Although written in English language, the aim of this project is it to develope a keyboard(-layout) and editor for the German language. This is not for national […]
I asked my first question on “quora” and observed even, how bad my English is. Hack! Now, that is my question: What happens to the “old” images of a distant planet in space when I fly there and arrive and see “new” images? How do they become gradually “younger”? What happens to the images of […]
1600 Square metres of ice broke apart now in the Antarctic. Size is London-size. The image of the “ice-berg” where you only see a tiny top reminds me of the “internet”. We don’t actually see much of it. Its more than an iceberg, of course, but less than a brain. Something inbetween. We don’t know, […]
When accidentally asked about current politics by a television team, building up in front of our main entrance I had a blitz feeling like those people walking into Downing Street 10 and alike… Into the idle recording mike and camera I said that near future will be less comfortable than the last 50 years have […]
sans avoir la profession.
While 150000 are demonstrating against (for) climate, every 5 seconds average one big airjet is roaring over the city center for landing. Bringing in more demonstrators?? Come on… I remember – the usual old man’s catch-phrase – when in the city park above there was silence. Now you can touch the jets. Vibrating. And trumpeting […]
Asking the schoolboy, at breakfast, how we possibly could make a time-travel, he shruggs his shoulders. Right so. There is no way. Is the “mental” me existing without my body? No. And consciousness is hardly to be deconnected from the body. However. Time is no entity. Time is continuity. We don’t “split” time, we just […]
A society which is based on performance creates inevitably only many losers and very few winners. And the winner takes it all. Performance oriented society is doomed.
A manifesto I request from state owned land to create zones of silence. No motor generated sound. No machine sounds audible as the center more then the dB of your own breathing. Now!
My cat makes music. She is playing the piano. The result of the music is something inbetween Stockhausen, Xenakis or minor names, as if using graphic notation. Some notes here and there, “a-tonal” of course, maybe some “clusters”. (I should add an audio file hence I catch her doing those performances. When Stefan Koelsch in […]