Hello World! Do you remember me? I’m the Slim Shady, Real Slim Shady… I know it, you know it: All the other Slim Shadies are just imitating! And it’s been a long time since I last stood up, last stood up, last stood up! Rejoice now, world! Here’s the Real Slim Shady, live from Bonn, Germany, reporting on his life… This time in plain English language, so he can reach a maximum global audience!
Oh, well… It’s been a long time since 2022, when I last posted on this blog. Back in the days, I would write in Japanese, because writing in German didn’t seem to make a point any more. Now, for reasons beyond my control, I had to put a brake on the blog project, but ever since I stopped blogging, I thought about picking up the habit again. And today, on October 24, 2024, I am sitting in front of my MacBook screen, typing away at the machine, trying to sort my thoughts in front of a global audience that might be present only in my mind.
I prepared myself a cup of coffee just now, just to get into the flow. Now, I close my eyes and type without even looking at the screen. I try to remember… I try to remember how it felt to blog back in the days, to get back into the flow. And now, I think I managed to reconnect with my old self, the self that blogged before.
Back in the days, I thought I had got my act together. I thought that I had something to contribute to the global knowledge base the internet presents. But maybe, all that I produced was more confusion. Maybe, I pushed my own confusion onto the world, became harder and harder to understand, and then, all of a sudden, I went off the track.
I just disappeared from the grid.
And I really wonder: How many wondered what might have happened to me? How many still thought about me in the years of my absence? I wonder: How many checked my blog from time to time to see if there were any news from my side? I feel kind of sad when I think about all the people that might have been let down by my absence from the World Wide Web. While I was offline, I spent my time roaming the streets of Germany in real life, making real life encounters with thugs, sluts, police and noble ladies, gentlemen and intellectuals in rags. Too many stories I have to tell to even start with the endeavor. But long story cut short, my roaming sent me straight to the lunatic asylum, this time to the forensic department, this time by the court’s order.
This blog shall give an outlook on my feelings, maybe tell one story or the other, this blog shall try to gather support from kind souls, and any comment would be greatly appreciated.
