Dear visitors!
First something about me. My cozy apartment is hidden away in a small mountain village called Fanas. This village is located in the Prättigau, this turn in the Grisons and it has all year round sun, not only in the night. From time to time, perhaps clouds, wind and even a little rain. Moreover, it has about 400 other people up here and they are all very tolerable. Since 1997 I've been here and probably stay here a few years ... Yes, yes, true that you never know. Fanas I know because of my profession, which I shall not hold here.
Besides my profession, which can occasionally take a long time (funny, I always hear only the opposite 
) I spend (too) much time in front of computers. I like to create websites and see what's new in this regard. A small list of my production can be seen on the right. The others can passivities leisure active and interesting are presented in leisure with the help of images.
A train of thought ...
If you look at the picture you think, this is unreal. Something like this can not possibly exist. You are right, these are natural and realistic idea of a man. I think - "Could it not be possible?" I do not know. I can not imagine. I remain open in this respect but until someone shows that there really is such a thing.
This is just one example to show that we all should keep an open mind.
Never should we say "It is impossible", because ultimately we do not know what is possible and what is not. In fact, it is only the current state of knowledge, and tomorrow can look completely different. What seemed impossible yesterday is now proven fact.
What do you think, dear visitor, why their lives right now and it is there where are you? Coincidence? I can not believe it. Life and what it contains is too complex to have to make no sense. Each person who you are met upon your life until now, had their importance. Sometimes it is simply not able to directly attribute a meaning of an encounter. Familiar of life and it leads you to the right place.
The "hard times" which are coming in on a life time, an issue the important lessons, even if it does not seem so at first. Many things have happened in my life already. I will not complain, because these were valuable experiences for me. Sometimes I just do not understand why it had to happen. Later, I thought he understood why it was so. The main lessons are the ones that go very deep one, whether through sadness or happiness. And every time you learn to something! And that is ...
... The meaning of life.
A poem ...
Impotence
What is it that brings people to
Villages, nestling in beautiful places,
between inspiring hills and mountains
to turn into a desert country?
What is driving for a force
the people with the trivial reason
the "not equal to his" bring to
without a second of reflection
to take another soul
and to zerstümmeln voher?
As an outsider I feel faint
maybe I just do not understand it,
because the very well be different.
What is right what is wrong?
For the purposes of the recurring short time
who lent us - we should be grateful for that.
Where is the instance to which I
can compete with the request of better understanding?
How can I find my way in our world,
so great and this seems to me infinitely.
A hazy storm, and it seems to me immensely large
Dust grain size, the feeling of my being.
With the question of myself directing,
then I hear what my heart whispers to me,
I'll take it down and try as life,
as if it was in the good sense.
dn
A story ...
A little anecdote from Heinrich Böll - and how true.
In the harbor on a western coast of Europe, a poorly dressed man is in his fishing boat and dozing. A chic-dressed tourist, who has just photographed the idyllic picture tries to involve the fishermen in an interview:
"They will now make a good catch."
Shake of the head of the Fisherman.
"But they told me that the weather is favorable."
"Oh, you do not feel well?"
Finally, speaking of the fishermen.
"I feel great,"
"But why are not you going?"
"Because I'm already extended this morning."
"Was the fish good?"
"It was so good that I do not drive out again, I have almost two dozen
Mackerel caught. "
The stranger sits down, shaking his head on the edge of the boat, the camera interprets the hand, because he now needs both hands to his speech for emphasis.
"I do not want to interfere even in their personal affairs, but just imagine once you were going to a second and a third, maybe even leave a fourth time and you would be three, four, five, maybe even 10 dozen catch mackerel, and every day ... ... they make the front views.
The fisherman nods.
"You would be in no later than one year can buy an engine in two years
a second boat in three years you might have a small cutter, you
would catch even more, you could hire people and give them instructions
and then .... "
The enthusiasm of his breath away for a few moments the voice.
"What then? Fischer asks softly.
"Then," the stranger said with quiet enthusiasm, "then you can sit here in the calm harbor, dozing in the sun - and looking at that beautiful sea".
"But I already do now," said the fisherman, "I'm sitting at the port and calms
doze, only you have disturbed me there! "
Oh yes, I was also born in 1972. In addition I have found a small note:
A smile ...
Born before 1980?
If you've been born after 1980, which has nothing to do with you!
All others: read more!
If you child in the 60s or 70s lived as it is hard to believe looking back that we were able to survive so long!
As children we were sitting in cars without seat belts and without airbags.
Our cribs were painted with colors full of lead and cadmium.
The vials from the pharmacy, we were able to open without difficulty, just like the bottle of bleach.
Doors and cabinets were a constant threat to our fingers and on the bike, we never wore a helmet.
We drank water from the taps and not from bottles. We built cars from soap box and discovered during the first ride down the slope that we had forgotten the brakes. We were clear after several accidents.
We left the house in the morning to play. We spent the whole day away and only had to be home when the streetlights came on.
No one knew where we were and we did not even have a phone there!
We have cut ourselves, broke bones and teeth, and no one was sued for it. There were just accidents. No one was to blame except ourselves
We fought and beat each other, sometimes green and blue. So we had to live, because it does not particularly interested adults.
We ate cookies, bread with butter, drank a lot of sweets and have not won too thick.
We were drinking with our friends from one bottle and no one died as a result.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Box, video games, 64 TV channels, Movies on Video, Surround Sound, own TV, computer, Internet chat rooms.
We had friends!
We just went out and met them on the street. Or are we simply marched to their home and rang the bell. Sometimes we did not ring at all and went in easily.
Without an appointment and without the knowledge of our mutual parents. No one brought us and no one picked us ...
How was that possible?
We thought games with sticks and tennis balls. We also ate worms. And the prophecy came not include: The worms did not live in our stomachs for further and with the sticks, we sailed out of sight and not many.
When street football was allowed to join only one who was good. Who was not good, had to learn to cope with disappointments.
Some students were not as smart as others. They failed a grade and repeated classes. This led at that time not to parents' emotional or even to change the performance evaluation.
Our actions have consequences sometimes. It was clear and no one could hide.
When one breaking the law by us, it was clear that the parents it automatically hew out of the mess not. On the contrary: they were often the same opinion as the police!
Something!
Our generation has plenty of innovative problem solvers and inventors with risk-taking produced one.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility. With all this, we knew how to!
And you belong to??
Congratulations!
born after 1980 => So, now you know even the wimps
born before 1980 => WE WERE HEROES!
We are HEROES! 
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