Santa Cruz do Sul, 26 January 2026 I'm writing this on the evening of Monday, 26 Januar 2026. Exactly a week ago, I got so furious when taking in my usual dosis of information, that all of sudden I turned off my laptop and said to myself: That is enough, I'm not going to give my attention anymore to people I consider power hungry, utterly vain and thoroughly nuts. It is beyond me why I've never seriously questioned my addiction to the news; that the fact that I'm a news junkie never really bothered me. Sure, I somehow knew that but I did not take it seriously. On the contrary, it was a badge of honor. It baffles me that only now I'm willing to see what it is: a disease that turns me into a prisoner of news that I can do without if I so wish. The readiness is all . says Horatio in Hamlet.
Santa Cruz do Sul, 17. Februar 2024 Schmetterlinge habe ich auch in Brasilien entdeckt. Ob das wirklich stimmt, weiss ich allerdings nicht, doch in einer solchen Vielzahl wie im südlichen Brasilien habe ich sie noch nie wahrgenommen. Vor ein paar Tagen (ich schreibe dies am 1. Februar 2025) sah ich beim Wasserfall in Rio Pardinho derart grosse Exemplare, eins in tiefdunklem Blau, dass mir fast der Atem stillstand. Es ist die Schönheit, die alles andere in den Schatten stellt.
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