In the meantime of this blog's pause I was in Cologne at the World Youth Day and got to know a lot of funny and interesting people. Another thing i got to know better was my soul...and god (seeing god in the other, you know...). spiritually(god) and profanly(sex, drugs and...) I had a great time. I really felt that GOD was there with us as we were discussing about him dancing in celebration of him and singing to his joy.( Indeed this is even a "proof for good "in theological theory: god is there..because you're taking his whatsoever existence for granted as you're talking about or to him. q. d. e.)
I actually refuse to use the word YOUNG, 'cause in my volunteer group, definetely older than 50. Not that I' ve had any problems with that. I acknowledge the fact that the experience of these people helps the organisation a lot. As I was on my way to Cologne I caught some words of a "young" woman, backpacked (I dunno if she was heading to the WYD or not), who was commenting the WYD like "well...i think that not only young people who need to celebrate spirituality". Right on girl... but the fact that this week is celebrated by mostly people in their twenties has some good reasons. One of them is that there is that undeniable unique revolting power of the youth. Like no other age group young people should still see idealistic landscapes noone else can dream about anymore..because reality has already formed many adults static creatures not willing to have hopes . of course one would be stupid to say that this counts for everyone over 30..but it undoubtetly fits to some of them. Then of course every Youth is the ongoing reigning generation of this planet. And this way the World Youth Days are some kind of preemptive strikes against the human hazards of tomorrow. (yeah george, there are peaceful ways of preemption too!)
In Cologne I also got to know Manoj. Now, this is a problem I often have while just thinking about what I could possibly write here. The question is: Will I ever let people who I know very well know that this blog exists?When I'm writing about certain folks who are befriended or related to me.... i dunno what I should write about them or shouldn't. maybe i want to tell people about this place and then they're insulted by some words of mine that weren't even intended to be criticising.
