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there should be means to an end

and there are paths that seem to lead nowhere

tracks that are infinite extensions of a spinning wheel

which, without stopping, completes its directionless rotation

is there a meaning above all else?

a hidden word that explains all the other words

what a pleasure it would be to go out into the world

looking to the future

pacing. strutting

waiting in triumph

high. knowing

if the hidden word existed.

so I drive on the same roads from one place to another

and there it is, this photo.

this image running through my head

when grief paralyzes me.

the accident.

the dying man's eyes and his last words

words like a testament

hidden truth

The man was hit by a truck and lay bleeding on the side of the road.

I passed by there by chance. It was about three years ago.

curiosity led me to the dying person

I couldn't help. I never learned

I had my curiosity though

if he smiled as he died?

I've heard they smile at death as if they could see a better world

he didn't smile but he spoke

broken, but he spoke

"my papers are in my pocket"

hidden truth? "my papers are in my pocket"

then he died without a smile

like a squashed fly on flowery wallpaper

if this memory was in full bloom

I could be in that dying person's shoes

I could also express words of hidden meaning

If I knew them

If I had found them

I'd never run over an animal

Animals have no words

THE TASTE OF LIFE

friends of tasteful entertainment

if it's a pleasure to taste sperm, especially straight from a dick

in courage lies strength. discovering this creates a world without borders

sperm is life, not the castrated life that opens the way to the top

and wants to free himself from the darkness of the cave

The taste of sperm is the taste of life

what you eat determines how it tastes

bitter, sweet, salty, rotten or heavenly

that's true freedom. to decide what you swallow

Men, drink more pineapple juice!

would you drive me?

Enter

don't be bothered by the camera, it's my action camera. I have my own vlog

vlog ?

video blog. I interview people

I'm not interested in what's in the news

but rather what people say in the street

Everyone has a story

I could also tell you lots of stories

Can I do an interview with you?

of course, why not

taste of cinnamon stars

I like to eat Christmas cookies, cinnamon stars and stollen for example.

I've always wondered why we only get these things at Advent.

so I made cinnamon stars in summer

my guests looked at me skeptically because I violated the date

do you have a little more time?

I'll be back soon

Rolf only had sex with me on Sundays. My mother only bathed at weekends.

I cried at my uncle's funeral without feeling sad.

Marianne cooks her bad pasta and I say "delicious".

when I go to bed, I feel a little afraid of the night

because of the irritated looks of my guests I stopped cooking for the summer

and still wait for Christmas

I cried at my uncle's funeral without feeling sad.

Marianne cooks her bad pasta and I say...

"my papers are in my pocket

... why they live the way they do. if they want to live in a different way

I'm writing this little poem for you...

every ass you crawl up will make you shit one day

... ingenious. I'd say rather trivial. It's just a sentence I wrote to you:

i love you so much

taste of guilt

Should we play doctor?

no, the scribble will fall

I play doctor with Andy and he always has it

mommy said who touches a girl's kitten...

why?

because ...

because he doesn't like it

but it feels good

here it hurts

you are sin personified!

it happens here when I'm away

Aren't you ashamed?

No

you're so cunning

you even cover up for the Lord Jesus so he doesn't see your misdeeds

but he sees it, girl

he sees it

you know that the Lord Jesus was crucified for the sin of mankind

long after the death of the Lord Jesus

When hatred and sin once again ruled the world

he wanted to come back to help mankind again

but he needed the heart of a pure child

thanks to which he could have been born

and he didn't find any

he can cross my heart

have you forgotten what you did?

so it can no longer cross my heart?

I don't know

I don't know. Good night.

Lord Jesus, I'm so sorry

I hope you're not angry

Please, Lord Jesus, come into my heart

the world is full of sin and you play doctor?

Am I guilty of the fact that you can't return to earth?

guilt. guilt.

guilt

guilt. guilt. guilt. guilt.

Whose fault is it?

because of whom?

it's all a decision

if I go left, do I decide against the right?

does saying "no" exclude "yes"?

even not deciding is a decision

life is like a train

who one day goes somewhere

to get somewhere one day

at the beginning of our lives, we draw up roadmaps:

school, education, work, age

we're usually behind schedule

we reach different, unknown stations

others set milestones

and often the barrier guard is called coincidence

on our journey, we pass through some of the world's most beautiful

we knew nothing of a day before

we reach the last station

we wondered if it was worth it.

but before I get an answer

the train broke down

and disappeared

fear and uncertainty accompany us

growing guilt accompanies us

not doing what others expect can get you into trouble

but not being what you are ends up killing you

it's also up to you how you manage your decisions

with feelings of regret and guilt or with joy and pleasure

even your Jesus is a decision

my Jesus is a nice Jesus, he's happy when I suck cock

it's something beautiful

I'll tell you what. I'm taking you somewhere

- did you move the camera? - I took it out again

- as before? - Yes

Do you always drive so... relaxed?

I just like to drive

they're not all men

I had an affair with someone who was into extreme cycling

and ?

when he came back from his tour, his dick fell asleep

Where have all the men gone?

Been a long time?

Where have all the men gone?

a long time ago?

Where have all the men gone?

we search until we find

When will they finally learn?

When will they finally learn?

sausage tastes better in the hof

once a boy spotted a rosebud

beautiful and tender moor

all wearing the pride of youth

quickly to where he was headed

enraptured by its splendor

rosebud, rosebud, red rosebud

beautiful and tender moor

too hot here?

can be

out on the terrace. it might help

there was a time when you were hot for it

there was a time when people used postal stagecoaches

you should take your ID card, look at the date of birth and count.

stinking hole

fictionfuck of the month

vote for your favorite

n�1 for the old woman

n�2 for Willy Prince

n� 3 for deer cameras

n�4 to whip me!

decide now

fictionfuck of the month

fictionfuck 1: THE OLD WOMAN

I won't look at my identity card

decide now

fictionfuck of the month

are you alive or just kicking?

taste of the holidays

preparation is important

I think about what I can bring with me

who will be there

then I choose my clothes

i like to look sexy

not any

more erotic

then I get into the party mood

I forget the problems of daily routine

I don't talk about anything that could hurt me

I remain superficial

stories are judged not on their veracity but on their entertainment value

it's just to attract attention

When I want a man

I concentrate on pleasing him

what counts is what interests him

Does he like the cheeky girl? I choose this

Does he like philosophical discussions

I try to convince him with the motto of my diary

I want to be loved,

I don't want to be alone

If I want a man

I'm open to anything

so if he agrees, I'm glad I'm not spending the night alone

the dream of true love

of my prince charming is always on my mind

even though I know it's not the one

it's better than being alone

... and when I feel it must be a lie

I'll lie too and be yours

doesn't cry only because of love,

there's more than one on earth

there are so many in this world

I love everyone I like!

and that's why I want to belong to you today

you should swear fidelity and love

and when I also feel it must be a lie,

I'll lie too and be yours

one more?

Yes

said the boy, "I will choose you,

lande belle et tendre! "

said the rosebud, "I'm going to sting you,

so that you'll remember me,

I'll never surrender!

rosebud, rosebud, red rosebud

beautiful and tender moor

i am the prince of pleasure

I ride over swampy terrain in search of virgins

When I found them

my servants tear off their clothes

so here I come...

yes, I embody sensuality

I am sin and vice

i am the end and the eternal collapse

In the beginning was nothing

and nothingness remarked that it was exciting

and nothing said: "let there be a cock".

and there was a cock

and will be forever and ever

you'll love it, little mouse

now you're going to be raped!

stop, destroyer!

you will not dishonor this virgin!

You want to stop me, you worm?

When the whole world trembles, I'm not afraid of you

I will infect you as the plague once infected cities in times of depravity.

stupid gossip. Who are you?

i am the holy impotence

patron saint of all apathetic and frigid people

women's favorite movement

can you come to an agreement? I don't have much time

if you don't get out of the way, I'm going to infect your soft spot

and I'll make it as supple as a young dog's tongue

every mast breaks wherever I am

Thank you, holy impotence, you are so good to me

fictionfuck of the month

fictionfuck of the month

just idiots in the street

a taste for law

real idiots

we should take away their driver's license and never give it back.

how do you say it?

you say "thank you"

"how do you say it?

you say "thank you". you say "please".

you say "good day". you say "good night".

you say "see you later" even though you know you won't see him again

red traffic light

extended identity card. received import regulations

completed questionnaire

"good evening, good night

The aunt is kind. Aunt gives chocolate

watch out for the crosswalk

no smoking, no drinking alcohol

ban on thinking

no living

law on protection against emissions

ordinance on the use of frequencies

law on fish marking. machine safety code

crossing order

energy efficiency law

traffic regulations stipulate that nude driving is permitted

but anyone taking the car out naked can be fined 40 euros.

casting shows. quizzes

wedding shows, cooking shows

game show "do you want to bet?"

one will win" game show

Will anyone win?

Someone's going to win

Does everything have to make sense?

the sense wants to find sensuality

meaning can only be experienced

no meaning can be attached to words

friends of senseless entertainment

sense or nonsense, that is the question

The North Rhine-Westphalia Travel Expenses Act states:

"If an officer dies during a business trip, the trip ends".

Here's an example from the German administration:

after defecation, excrement remains an autonomous object

it will not be an integral part of the meadow

the owner of the meadow does not automatically acquire ownership of the excrement

my favorite is paragraph 328 of the penal code

in a nutshell:

Firing a nuclear bomb in Germany will be punishable by a prison sentence of up to 5 years or a fine.

Well, Kim Jong-un, if you like to test a nuclear bomb in civilization, come to Germany,

it's almost free

where such laws exist, I don't try to make sense of them

everything passes, nothing remains

we can also throw a bomb

taste of... sense or nonsense?

How have I been?

an honest or diplomatic answer?

an honest answer

I can't tell you how you've been

because for me you are nothing

just an inflated rubber doll

you inflate your muscles to match the image of a man

but form without content remains form, nothing else.

one day you won't be able to enjoy

because you've bent so often that your sperm has become so wasted

they can no longer find their way out

I should have chosen the diplomatic answer

living wood

the end

n� 3 for CAMERA POUR CERFS

n�4 for FOUETTES MOI!

n�1 for OLD WOMAN

i won't look at my identity

n�2 for WILLY PRINCE

and there was a cock

fictionfuck of the month

decide now

Shall I drive you?

What a silly question

Come on, with my wheelchair, I'm much faster than you.

you can drive at 70

without a safety helmet? you dare

good car. another 20 metres. yes, you can

yes, you did

go ahead. go ahead

black did it, white did it

the green one recovered and succeeded too

only our little jeep doesn't beep

then we'll stay here in sorrow until tomorrow

in a 30 km/h speed limit zone, you won't be noticed in an unpleasant way

- why don't you leave? - because of the red light

It lasted 3 seconds

your eyes on the road, okay?

great, the next traffic light

We could have left by now, but we're staying again.

when the light is green, it still won't start

it takes centuries

it increases exponentially

just as the flap of a butterfly's wing here can cause a storm in Australia

3 seconds here and traffic jam at Irschenberg

Another asshole, can you believe it?

here

you don't have to drive beyond your means because of me

and now? empty tank, right?

you probably want me to drive to the next gas station

how much?

nothing

i'm a cocksucker because cocks are wonderful to me

women like these are what a country needs

the truth is always simple

a dick is a dick is a dick

and the hole is a hole. everything else is decoration.

the woods are full of cameras

I also talk to a camera

but when you see my face on the screen it's not me anymore

my image has become a projection surface for your own expectations

perhaps images form reality

images that emerge from the depths of our inner being

copulating with what we call reality to create life

and my vlog is a vlog, nothing else

we imagined that hell would be like a horror movie

but what if hell only satisfied our desires?

casting and cooking shows forever in eternity

and the devil is happy

because he knows you can never leave

there's something alive in me

a god. a great god

not the creator of clerical cretins, not the god of the church. no

the god of art

when I use the streetcar, the presence of people suffocates me

people who eat, drink, fuck, sleep

and work, work, work, work

where's the thinking?

confrontation with the environment?

mental analysis of your own self?

stifling petit bourgeois with their high life and low fat culture

The terror of consumerism

pregnant housekeepers raped

attracted by the lowest price, blunt omnivores

where are the people in all this?

the real, thinking human being?

three things identify a human being:

independence,

intellectual capacity,

creativity

here's a wise man

Don't masks, either of them, oppress you?

you, needing love, that commonplace feeling of self-sacrifice

you put your children in the kindergarten racks

where they fix their genitals with bandages to keep them chaste

casting a disdainful glance at the negroes

and take their own stinking white skin for something sacred

i need freedom

i need creativity, i need air

I need my God

My God

I just wanted to say that

now the cruel boy must choose

beautiful and tender moor

rosebud did his best to sting

it was futile to kick against destiny

she must need to go

rosebud, rosebud, red rosebud

beautiful and tender moor

taste of love

everyone knew it

did you like it?

loved. there is no love

this feeling exists but has no value

we play it simply and make it precious

Love is a dirty mix of lies and sexuality

and habits

it's only noble in poems and morals

we should say: I'm addicted to comfort, not: I like it

- comfort? - Yes

we're too lazy to look for someone to show who we are every week

that's why we get used to a person

and we call it love

can you live with that mentality?

why shouldn't i?

so you have nothing to believe in

my friends,

I don't want to live forever

flowers that never fade

must be made of plastic

the beauty of cloves or roses is

let them disappear after all

isn't that the meaning of life?

in dying we are all in eternity

those who will inherit from us

will also be mortal

those who came before us

are no longer

they left us to inherit

now I see the meaning

my death is a butterfly,

he steals all my time

and I'll be happy when we get together

I'll go merrily, dancing, laughing, joking

my death is a butterfly,

it devours my thousand sorrows

devours my fear and loneliness,

devours all my sorrows

death is a butterfly,

my hope for tomorrow,

my hope of the end

that it will end

that the march of pain

won't last forever

Dear world,

Susan and Klaus followed the peace demonstrations

they protested against fare increases

they voted for autonomous youth centers and against nuclear power plants

they listened to Hannes Wader and sang Degenhardt songs on guitar

they turned against the hysteria of terrorism and boycotted the population census

they belonged to numerous committees and wanted a divorce in 1980

because Susan thought she loved the couple's psychotherapist

Klaus tried to commit suicide because he couldn't cope with the pressure at home and at work.

Klaus and Susan still live together

they're still in the peace initiative but no longer in the anti-nuclear movement

because there's the psychotherapist and Susan can't bear to be tempted.

Klaus can't stand seeing the psychopath because he always has to think about how he cried.

When Susan left during the night

Dear world,

Susan and Klaus are just two little human beings who are of no use to the history of the world.

sorry, we want to go to the lake on Sunday and have some fun

should there be a more likely war or should a new power plant be built, then, dear world

don't blame us for this

Susan and Klaus are tired of the fight no one can see

if ever a history book were written about our times

you can ignore Susan and Klaus

they're too small a piece of history, they don't deserve a book

they just used up their time on earth

to try to live

rosebud, rosebud, red rosebud,

beautiful and tender moor

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fictive/fuck-tive, creative and free

What, when I'm tidy and still feel miserable?

right now I can pinpoint my fear

Tell me all about your adventures with men

I've created a system out of an inability to commit to myself

I have entrusted responsibility to others

I was the well-bred girl because that's what I was known for.

in all my relationships, I was the blossoming lover

because that's how I was recognized

I've never been myself, I've always been part of someone else

Tell me your real thoughts, bitch

I'm trying to give you my thoughts I want to tell you everything about me

but I'm not able

everything I say passes through a filter and the following is a lie

I don't want any more lies

if it's true that only love is in your thoughts

I'd lie on them like a rich, smooth meadow

I'd feel warm and all fear would disappear

i'm afraid of my thoughts

I want your real thoughts

if you feel lonely and alone

always remember:

you don't need

you don't need

I invite you into my bed,

Come in and join me

I'll let you in

I'll let you in

if you feel lonely and abandoned

always remember:

I can't stop it, I can't stop it,

I still have to get screwed

from the crowd of princes

from the crowd of princes

Where could our Jana be?

in Hamburg or Munich?

it shouldn't really matter, just say what you want quickly

she will fulfill them immediately,

I lie down with you here and there

we want our jana now, we're a very excited crowd

Never be afraid, never be afraid and never worry

it will appear

and be close by

she will,

she will fulfill our desires

Jana, Jana, you must wander

from one to the other

Right between her legs is where we belong

to his beaver we sing many praises,

praise, praise, praise

fucking dishonest bitch

whoring bitch

What do you think about when you're with me?

How many other men are there in your head?

how much, bitch?

whore. dishonest bitch

fucking pussy

bitch

fucking bitch. miserable bitch

fucking pussy

dishonest bitch. whore. cunt

whoring bitch

You piss me off. You're lying to me.

fucking cunt. lying bitch. miserable bitch

... after the introduction, I'm going to ask you a few questions

and you answer to what you want. be free in your mind

and then...?

statement of principles :

I, Jesus, notice the following:

first :

my relationship with jana is a mental and physical burden in such dimensions

that I'm worried about my health

second :

I can no longer control my emotions and reactions

third :

one, two, three - I'm free

amen

Is anyone else coming, or can we start now?

Nikki's speech

Welcome to a new edition of Nikkis Talk

friends of bare facts, today's topic is: what is a man?

my guests are: monika,

winner of the August fictionfuck,

and V�r�na

- would you like to introduce yourself? - Hello

there's not much to say about me

I am an office assistant in an architectural firm.

When I was little, I dreamed of becoming an architect. Well, dreams...

then I got married

in the meantime, I got divorced because my husband...

it's not very interesting, is it?

it looks so sad

shows the public that you have a sense of humor. You do have a sense of humor, don't you?

our next guest has a sense of humor

on the question that a man should not miss

I could cite a self-proclaimed example of this endangered species: the ludger.

here it is: ludger

let's get down to business: what is a man?

a man doesn't eat zucchini

a man is living flesh

a man is like a piece of a puzzle. the counterpart of a woman

- a man to complement a woman? - and vice versa

smoking is permitted here

I prefer other stimulants, but please...

- a real man always has cigarettes. - Thank you.

we also have a few drinks

what would you do if you wanted to pick up your friend but he wasn't there?

I would leave

And if his wife Monika...

yes, I have a whip with me. you can punish me because I'm a bad girl

she means another Monika

What if your friend's wife opened the door and said he wasn't home?

I would say: greetings to him

wouldn't you try to be alone with her?

No, I want to see my friend

Is Monika an ugly woman?

no, I don't understand your question

I'm just asking, do you think she's ugly?

but Monika isn't ugly. What's one got to do with the other?

a lot. Won't you try getting close to her and touching her?

whip her?

you know what I mean...

No, what do you mean?

a man sees a woman he says isn't ugly. he's alone with her

talk about this and that. and then...

what do you mean? you express things that are so complicated

you wouldn't try to go to bed with Monika, would you?

no, what should I do in bed with Monika?

whip

now I've got to go, ludger

your answers are an example of how most men today are twisted and adapted

perhaps because of education or because of women's expectations

or because of a general pressure to conform

are you trying to impress with these answers

or have you repressed your instincts so as not to feel them?

don't worry, I feel my instincts

now, for example, I need to pee

let's take advantage of Ludger's bathroom break

and shows the fictionfuck of August

fictionfuck of the month: whip me!

whip me!

whip me, because I want to feel

something more, because only pain is real

I don't think I'm asking too much

if you love me you'll simply

whip me!

come and whip me!

i whip you

blood glows red when my skin bursts

I don't feel good until it hurts

punish me and let me scream

Because only pain will set me free

whip me, because I want to feel

something more, because only pain is real

I don't think I'm asking too much

if you love me you'll just do it

whip me!

i whip you

Please, whip me!

yes, I'll whip you

Now order me to masturbate

on my knees I will obey

if the tortures are gentle if I have to show

my orgasm in front of a foreign crowd

whip me!

dominate me!

and enslave me!

or I'll leave you

First, you castrate the men

and then you wonder why they've lost their balls

what do you want?

let's keep it that way:

tell me what a man should be

and I'll let you know if I can supply it

please

a man should be

it should be strong

he should know what he wants and what he's doing

I want to be dominated

he should only be kind and understanding

what do you want yourself?

my peace

let me tell you something. an allegory

I was just in the bathroom

there is a sign hanging above the toilet:

"sit down and pee

You know,

standing up to pee is much more comfortable and healthy for men

but there's no sign saying: take a cloth and clean up afterwards

but: sit down! do as I do. adapt.

that's the problem

women want men to be like them

on the other hand, more and more women are conforming to men.

I think everyone should be who they are

just being human

how time flies

now I'll say goodbye

this discussion was very pleasant thank you, it was a gift

that we all shared this moment

and when someone comes along who has found the meaning of life

he'll take my microphone but I'll secretly mute the sound

because if we knew what life is

we would miss living and daring to discover what life has to offer.

friends of the night,

Nikki and the naked men say goodbye

it was another interesting show

Have we ever been closer to the secret of what it means to be a man?

I don't know

I think we should leave the men alone now.

because :

a man is a man, nothing else

I go out with my lantern, my lantern goes with me

Above, the stars shine, here on earth, we shine

the rooster crows, the cat meows, the bimmel, the bammel, the boum

I go out with my lantern, my lantern goes with me

Above, the stars shine, here on earth, we shine

Under the sky gives until we go home, the bimmel, the bammel, the boom

I go out with my lantern, my lantern goes with me

Above, the stars shine, here on earth, we shine

so shine your light through the still dark night, the bimmel, the bammel, the boom

I go out with my lantern, my lantern goes with me

Above, the stars shine, here on earth, we shine

how nice it sounds when everyone sings, la bimmel, la bammel, la boom

I go out with my lantern, my lantern goes with me

Above, the stars shine, here on earth, we shine

my light's out, I'm going home, la bimmel, la bammel la boum

for Heinz

French translation by FOUDUROI