In Pursuit of the Light

Today, I want to continue my very personal story (last post was in October 2014) and as “Circle of fear” feels rather like where I have come from than where I am going to, I want to rename my very personal story from now on to “In Pursuit of the Light”. To illustrate what I mean with these words, I want to show you my…

Vision of life

The goal(s?) in my life

The power of love

Yes: I am a dreamer

And yes, sometimes it feels like a punishment but it feels so great when you meet someone who sees the dawn with you before the rest of the world and maybe can even help you make the world see it a little earlier.

Why sustainability?

But now back to my very personal story…

In Pursuit of the Light

Let’s say I begin to think about my life again after three years filled with studies and girlfriend struggle. I discover the great book “The seven habits of highly effective people” by Stephen Covey and begin taking control of my life again. I do better at work, enjoy my life more and more and feel quite good. I am spending very great summer holidays, one week of hiking with my parents (Austria) and two weeks of language-learning/practising and partying/excessive dancing (Salamanca, Spain). I discover how much I like to get to know to new people once again and organise some parties and connect people to each other. Back in Germany, some may have a hard time getting used to my new self-confidence but yeah, we are working on that. So lots of things are happening/I make lots of things happen and I want to leave you here for getting my shower to get ready for another exciting day.

This is how I left you last time I was writing down my very personal story. So what happened since then?

After the extreme energy and dancing in Summer 2014, I get known to a lovely girl from Fall to Spring and reaching Summer 2015, I wake up from my “Wintersleep” realizing I was not living to my full potential in this relationship and we break up. In Spring 2015, I begin working as an IT consultant quitting the company I worked at during and after my studies. As I am working most of the time from my home office (and only sometimes having workshops with customers what I would prefer much more), I look for excitement and social interaction outside of my work. I go a lot to the dancing parties of my dancing school, most of the time with the dancing partner I am dancing with for more than a year now. We spend our summer holidays at the Lake Constance together and enjoy the time very much. I am reaching my highest energy at the end of September 2015 when taking part in the Project Management Karlsruhe where I can talk and think a lot with great people and inspiring sessions.

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I go to another dancing party just after the PM Camp is over and my life changes in a sudden. I am dancing with a woman I am knowing quite well for the little walk we had with some other persons from my dancing school in the summer. She tells me that my eyes would look empty and I begin to listen to my body. She tells me a few words while we are dancing and all of a sudden, my artificially pushed energy level gets down to a kind of natural tiredness after exhaustion and at the end of the dance, we hug each other. Laying in each other’s arms, we change the room and sit down for a close talk. In the following days, we see each other a lot and have continued to do so ever since. My words from “In our forest” are inspired by our first days. We seem to be very different but having the same goals in life which means we can support each other quite well, living a love I have not known before. When I see my grandma for the next time, I tell her that I have a new girlfriend and before she can reply anything, I tell her “I believe this time, she’s the one”. I am sure we will enjoy our pursuit of the light together.

But well, there is not only light in the world. In Spring 2015, I discover that I have started my master studies (distant learning) without thinking too much and decide to quit the pain and live without master degree – quite well so far I think.

In Fall 2015, I end the friendship with my dancing partner I spent my summer holidays with because I feel like I have to be an older, less energized version of myself when being with her. It gets complicated and sometimes ugly but feels great once I have cut all ways back – after all it is often leaving a door back open which ties us to our past and prevents us from reaching our full potential, I think. Of course, this does not mean that we do not need to make peace with our past – I accept that I have lost a friend but am grateful for the great time we had.

With the shaping of my vision of life I told you about above, I feel wrong with my job at the IT consulting company. I feel like I have to do too much things, I don’t love or the world don’t need that much and at the same time, I have learned during a Massive Open Online Course about Social Business which great things companies can do. I love my customers and enjoy working with them a lot but my bosses boss me around too much and sometimes show that they dream less than I do. I know that I am a hard-to-employ employee because I do not accept leadership executed by organizational position (“You have to do so because I am the boss”) and ask for real profit from my work for our customers and less focus on the profit of the company. But anyway, I close the door to my past once more and quit the job (currently I have my last working days till January 2016). It feels great, this smell of adventure!

Well, I am not unemployed despite this, I have started working for the Cooperate State University Karlsruhe as a project staff member in the area of eLearning (well known from my studies) – a job which feels a lot more like the purpose star in the first image.

DSC_5928_smallAnd there is a lot more to come, whatever it may be. I am on my way in pursuit of the light.

Enjoy the last days of this year – spend the Christmas days peacefully and wisely with your loved ones and if we do not talk to each other before 2016 – have a great start into the new year everybody!

 

Lessons Learned From Reading Götz W. Werner’s Autobiography “Womit ich nie gerechnet habe” Pt 2

Howdy folks,

I feel like having to proceed to tell you about this impressively inspiring book (first part here)… I can tell you, I folded one edge of every book page I found interesting and I was almost feeling like beginning to read one page, folding the edge and then finishing reading this page.

English: Goetz Werner, head of Cross-Departmen...

English: Goetz Werner, head of Cross-Department Group for Entrepreneurial Studies at the Karlsruhe Institute of Technology, at “Centralstation” in Darmstadt, Hesse, Germany Deutsch: Götz Werner, Leiter des “Interfakultative Institut für Entrepreneurship” an der Universität Karlsruhe, in der Centralstation in Darmstadt. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

First of all, if you have not read the first part yet, I want to briefly introduce Götz W. Werner to those of you who don’t know him. He founded the company I am working for, an originally German drugstore chain (now spread over big parts of Europe), in 1973. Today, he is a member of the supervisory board and is promoting an idea he really likes, a basic income for every citizen paid by one single tax on the consumption (he would remove every other tax because he thinks that every member of the industry is already calculating the taxes into the price we as consumers are paying for its products, so it is us paying its taxes). The drugstore chain he founded is quite well known, especially in Germany, for being a very social employer with some anthroposophical philosophy mixed into the corporate culture. I already told you about the process to get to a commonly accepted decision some time ago (see here if you want to) and this is only one example of a kind of different thinking.

Götz Werner was asked three questions that changed his life (and the success of his company) very much:

  1. Is your company serving you or are you serving your company?
  2. Are your employees serving your company or is the company serving its employees?
  3. Are the customers serving your company or is your company serving its customers?
Think Tank

Think Tank (Photo credit: Robiwan_Kenobi)

These questions are very essential because they define if the human being is the mean or the end of thought and work. If your employees, the customers and you are only serving your company, your company is just using human beings to grow or earn as much money as possible. But this is not the real purpose of a company. A company should be of service for the human being and be therefore the means and not the end of work and thought.

Next thought. Stop. Take a deep breath. What are you doing here? Why are you reading this post? What are your goals in life? Who are you? Stop again. Maybe too much questions and questions that are too hard to answer right now. But what Götz Werner is telling us is that we all need to spend enough time on reflecting the things we do. If we only react to the things that happen without thinking about them, we can hardly learn or improve anything and will therefore struggle harder and harder until we (literally) die. If we refuse to be always in “reaction mode”, we can start to take time to think about things and design our own life.

English: Think positive

English: Think positive (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Once we begin thinking about our life, we need the right attitude, too. Remember, every problem is a potential for development and improvement and never a reason to worry.

If we are doing quite well getting our problems “solved” or if we work for a company or even own a company, we should begin to think about the needs and problems of the human beings around us. If we find solutions and ways to solve these problems and satisfy these needs, we can improve their quality of life and the way they satisfy their needs and will probably earn money or other rewards for doing so.

Information

Information (Photo credit: heathbrandon)

Very important in this context is one point I agree very much on: Good advertising is not talking to the dark and stupid part of the customer’s mind. It is honestly telling the customer about the existence of a solution for his/her problem and providing the opportunity to improve one’s life this way. This is real innovation and not just marketing…

Now we are on page 75 of almost 300 but I will stop here to give you the chance to think about what you have just read and proceed in part three next week.

Hope you enjoyed reading, comments are very welcome.

May peace surround you and be happiness your friend,

Chris

Lessons Learned From Reading Götz W. Werner’s Autobiography “Womit ich nie gerechnet habe” Pt 1

 

Howdy folks,

already finished reading this book on my flight back from Russia in end of September but somehow postponed this post for sometime. But still feel like having to tell you about this impressively inspiring book… I can tell you, I folded one edge of every book page I found interesting and I was almost feeling like beginning to read one page, folding the edge and then finishing reading this page.

English: Goetz Werner, head of Cross-Departmen...

English: Goetz Werner, head of Cross-Department Group for Entrepreneurial Studies at the Karlsruhe Institute of Technology, at “Centralstation” in Darmstadt, Hesse, Germany Deutsch: Götz Werner, Leiter des “Interfakultative Institut für Entrepreneurship” an der Universität Karlsruhe, in der Centralstation in Darmstadt. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

First of all, I want to briefly introduce Götz W. Werner to those of you who don’t know him. He founded the company I am working for, an originally German drugstore chain (now spread over big parts of Europe), in 1973. Today, he is a member of the supervisory board and is promoting an idea he really likes, a basic income for every citizen paid by one single tax on the consumption (he would remove every other tax because he thinks that every member of the industry is already calculating the taxes into the price we as consumers are paying for its products, so it is us paying its taxes). The drugstore chain he founded is quite well known, especially in Germany, for being a very social employer with some anthroposophical philosophy mixed into the corporate culture. I already told you about the process to get to a commonly accepted decision some time ago (see here if you want to) and this is only one example of a kind of different thinking.

Self Evident

Self Evident (Photo credit: matttrent)

The first thing from his book that hit me was his concept of what he calls “Evidence”: “Evidence” means to him that everybody is telling you that it won’t work but you somehow are just feeling like knowing they are all wrong because you know you are right, even if you can’t prove it now. But if you look back later at this decision, you might think that there was no other possibility to go on at this point.

He wants us to be attentive for the human beings and the world around us and to be able to be amazed or touched by the things and people that we meet. If we care for human beings and even feel amazed or touched by some of them, we still need to carefully think about them analyzing e.g. which impact they might have on our lives. So we need to be both proactive and reflective to be successful and to improve ourselves or even a part of the world/our environment.

November means an Intuition Boost (366/316 Nov...

November means an Intuition Boost (366/316 Nov. 11, 2012) (Photo credit: ConnectIrmeli)

Evidence is very much related to intuition for him. If you know you can trust your intuition, you are able to follow the “Evidence” you feel about something and are likely to be successful because the future is something you can hardly grasp by the measures of today (so analyzing the future by measurements of today will often lead to a rational but wrong decision).

World map depicting Africa Esperanto: Mondmapo...

World map depicting Africa Esperanto: Mondmapo bildiganta Afrikon Español: Ubicación de África (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

He describes the spirit of entrepreneurship by a short but funny story: At the beginning of the 1950s, there were two shoe salesmen sent to Africa who should analyze the market and send a telegram (message) about their first impressions after three days. One of them found “no market, all the people are walking on their bare feet”, the other found “a huge market potential, nobody is wearing shoes yet”. The spirit of entrepreneurship is about making every problem an opportunity to create something to improve our personal and the customers’ situation (and maybe half the world are “our customers”).

One last thought for this part: His company was not always as anthroposophically influenced as it is today. It started as a very hierarchical enterprise like many companies were that time and only transformed by facing difficulties it could not handle as a hierarchically company. Will tell you more about this in Part two…

Hope you enjoyed reading, comments are very welcome.

May peace surround you and be happiness your friend,

Chris

 

Get On Your Boots Now – Pictures Of Karlsruhe Pt. II

Howdy folks,

today I took a rather long walk through the city of Karlsruhe, starting near to the Karlsruhe Palace and walking until reaching the Main Station via the Europa Place. Hope you like the pictures, comments and likes are very welcome.

Recommend you to listen to the song below while watching 🙂

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For Those Who Want To Read My Paper – Redesign of a Gamified Software Engineering Course

Accumulative grading in my redesigned course

Accumulative grading in my redesigned course

Howdy folks,

if you want to read my paper with which I won the Young Scientist Award 2013, feel free to do so here.

Comments and like are very appreciated.

May peace surround you and be happiness your friend.

Yours sincerely,

Chris

Places Of My Life – Karlsruhe Pt. I

Howdy folks,

today I want to share with you some images of my hometown Karlsruhe. And especially with my girl from Vladivostock, Sveta. I am so glad we have met in Kasan and am already looking forward to the next time we will meet!

Please don’t mind the quality of the pictures, took them this morning, most from inside of the tram. Will do another series with better quality as soon as I have got more time. Hope you will enjoy them though…

Here I got into the train this morning after I left my buddy's place. Thanks for welcoming me, Tom!

Here I got into the train this morning after I left my buddy’s place. Thanks for welcoming me, Tom!

Karlsruhe is quite a green city...

Karlsruhe is quite a green city…

Karlsruhe is currently under construction (there is an underground tram being constructed)

Karlsruhe is currently under construction (there is an underground tram being constructed)

This is the Karlsruhe marketplace. Building workers around here, too.

This is the Karlsruhe marketplace. Building workers around here, too.

Do you see that little café? Here I would like to drink some coffee with you, Sveta...

Do you see that little café? Here I would like to drink some coffee with you, Sveta…

Going down this small road, you get to the Karlsruhe palace. And you pass a Mexican restaurant where I meet my friends regularly...

Going down this small road, you get to the Karlsruhe palace. And you pass a Mexican restaurant where I meet my friends regularly…

Right through these gates, I lived the first four years of my life

Right through these gates, I lived the first four years of my life

In this church, my little brother was baptized.

In this church, my little brother was baptized.

This is where I waited for the tram to take me to the Cooperative State University. They moved the stop though...

This is where I waited for the tram to take me to the Cooperative State University. They moved the stop though…

This road the tram had to go down to get me to Cooperative State University where I spend a good bunch of time within the last three years.

This road the tram had to go down to get me to Cooperative State University where I spend a good bunch of time within the last three years.

Near to this church, I've had my psychotherapist - Have you read my very personal story "The singer and the virus"?

Near to this church, I’ve had my psychotherapist – Have you read my very personal story “The singer and the virus”?

This is a building in the typical style of old-school Karlsruhe, a school by the way...

This is a building in the typical style of old-school Karlsruhe, a school by the way…

This is the headquarter of the company I am working for...

This is the headquarter of the company I am working for…

In this yellow building, right under the roof, I work. Beautiful sight, have to take pictures soon...

In this yellow building, right under the roof, I work. Beautiful sight, have to take pictures soon…

I hope you enjoyed this little trip through my city with me on my way to work. Comments and Likes are appreciated very much!

May peace surround you and be happiness your friend.

Yours sincerely,

Chris

Vasili, Vodka And V-Necks (Yes, Sir! I’ve Got My Luggage Back!)

Howdy folks,

It rained yesterday in the morning in Kasan

It rained yesterday in the morning in Kasan

well yesterday was quite a long day so please don’t mind that my post is a bit longer than the last updates. What was the schedule for yesterday?

  • Opening and plenary sessions in the morning (mostly waste of time)
  • Some presentations in the afternoon (two nice ones even if the speakers were really poor at English language skill level so there was almost no possibility to ask questions and give feedback they understood)
  • A big dinner in the evening in the “Ballroom Hall”

So what do I’ve got for you, my friends?

  • Status update on lost luggage
  • Pictures from my short walk out after almost 48h under air-conditioning
  • Pictures from the dinner
  • My first Russian exam (and my first video, maybe you want to watch it but don’t worry, you can continue reading now and will come to the embedded Youtube video later)
  • I think that’s it, we’ll see…

For my luggage, I went to the reception yesterday in the early afternoon but the airport had not called yet. I was quite unhappy but then, two colleagues offered me to borrow me their clothing for today which made me quite happy to know such nice colleagues. Before the dinner, I went to the reception again and they told me that the airport has called and found my luggage but was too busy to deliver it at the hotel. The receptionist offered me to get my luggage into my room for 1400 rubles (about 30 €) and as I did not know how long the airport would take and buying new stuff was even more expensive, I changed some bucks into rubles and went for it. Now I am reunited with my luggage – I will never call you black heavy stupid thing again, sweetheart, you are so kind to open your mind and show me these beautiful cosmetics and clothing you carry in it – wow and woooooooooohoooooooooooo!).

Afterwards, as the dinner was postponed for a hour, I took a walk out with a colleague. Just let the images speak, I tried to write in the captions the things I know or do believe – no guarantee. But at least I can tell you that the roads in Kasan are in a far better state than the ones in Germany – shame on you Germania!

Some statue in Kasan

Some statue in Kasan

Could be the opera of Kasan

Could be the opera of Kasan

Could be the town hall of Kasan

Could be the town hall of Kasan

The Dream Café - whatever this is it sounds like a cool place

The Dream Café – whatever this is it sounds like a cool place

On my way back to the Korston hotel in Kasan

On my way back to the Korston hotel in Kasan

I passed a door I think it could have been nice to be able to read the sign

I passed a door I think it could have been nice to be able to read the sign

Well, this was like I imagined Russia before my trip - shame on me and shame on Western education for brainwash us not to look at beautiful Russia

Well, this was like I imagined Russia before my trip – shame on me and shame on Western education for brainwash us not to look at beautiful Russia

The dinner table between the parts of the meal

The dinner table between the parts of the meal

We arrived just before the dinner and there was quite a lot of live music (I included one short video below but turn down the volume before please, it is quite loud) of different genres, from Jazz over traditional to classic (Four seasons by Vivaldi). There was a huge amount to eat (the image only shows the table between two parts of the meal!).

Vasili's thumb and his vodka

Vasili’s thumb and his vodka

And there were some Russians with almost no English language skills to make friends with us (I guess they found us quite funny). And how do you do this here in Russia? I think with some nice vodka… A russian man called Vasili collected many bottles and began to talk to me using some german words (I’ll translate them right now) like “Good good, drink” or “My german friend, drink” and so on and well…

That's the Russian sign for bathroom for men - running or dancing?

That’s the Russian sign for bathroom for men – running or dancing?

I didn’t vomit even if I could have been an option after advancing too much with the two glass of water for one glass of vodka thing – drinking six glasses of water without any vodka is a bad idea – I felt so sick for a few minutes. But after I felt better, I was invited to join the dance and I did (or I tried) without earning any remarks but a frequent “To my german friend, drink”.

After this cheerful evening, I decided to learn some Russian and attached my first Russian (self made) exam below.

Thank you very much for reading, comments and likes are appreciated as always. Na zdorove!

Yours sincerely,

Chris

Russia – Here We Come

English: All Religions Temple. A building and ...

English: All Religions Temple. A building and cultural center build by the local artist Ildar Xanov. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Howdy folks,

In about seven hours, my flight is leaving Germany for Russia and after changing the flight in Moscow, we will finally arrive at Kasan, Russia. Why? Well, I won the Young Scientist Award for the ICL Conference 2013 with a paper called “Redesign of a gamified Software Engineering Course”. So I get the opportunity to stay four days in Russia and present my paper for 20 minutes plus attending to a lot of presentations. You might want to read a bit more about this here.

I will keep you posted how I am doing and will upload my paper and maybe even a video of my presentation (I think someone will record it, the only question is when I get it) for you as soon as I am home again.

May peace surround you and be happiness your friend.

Yours sincerely,

Chris

P.S.: Make sure to join my Remember Happiness Today series – a question per day to think of happy times – here.

P.S.2: Yesterday was my “best day ever” with 72 visits on my blog. I am happy and want to say thank you thank you thank you to you all, I am so glad you are here and am looking forward to our interaction.

P.S.3: If you wondered about the “We” in the title – my lecturer who is also co-author of my paper will come with me which I am very grateful for.

The Singer And The Virus – A Very Personal Story About My Psychic Illness and My Recovering

Howdy folks,

today I want to share with you my very personal story that my friend Linda has rewritten for me. She asked me a lot of questions to provide you, my dear reader, with more details. Thank you very much, Linda and enjoy reading, everyone.

Duck Liver Pâté and baguette

Duck Liver Pâté and baguette (Photo credit: Geoff Peters 604)

I was in France, attending school in a six month school exchange program.  I had left my parents, my brother and my friends back in Germany.  I knew only one person for more than a few days, my exchange partner who came with me to France from Germany.

In the beginning, everything is fine. At least I thought so, until I woke up in a hospital, an IV in my arm, and a catheter between my legs.  Paralyzed.  My thoughts are moving fast, but I can only move my eyes.  My mind began to move even faster; dashing, circulating at hyper-speed around one thought: I am The Virus.

It’s quiet, though sometimes I hear voices, I don’t know where they come from, are they out in the hall, or in my head?  The walls are bare white hospital room walls, drab and cold.  I have a window, and it looks cold and lonely outside.

virus

virus (Photo credit: twenty_questions)

I pass the time letting my sight flow from the ceiling to the floor as far as I can.  Then I blink. I have to actually think about blinking.  I reset a strange spot of dust to the ceiling and let it fall again, following my eye movement.  So I blink and do it again and again, faster as my mind races and my eyes play a kind of bizarre sort of Ping-Pong with the dust mote.

Suddenly I see UN soldiers running through a labyrinth which surrounds two people.  I can feel them approaching.

I open my eyes, realizing I had fallen asleep.  I watch immobile as the door opens, and the couple from the labyrinth enter.  It’s my parents.  Though it has been less than eight weeks since I last saw them,  they appear deeply shocked by what they see.  Did they see me, The Virus?  No, they don’t know I am The Virus.  They don’t see.

They ask me something, but I can’t understand and cannot answer anyway.   All in all I would prefer they would leave me alone.  Me, The Virus.

Karlsruhe Palace at night

Karlsruhe Palace at night (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A few days later, I am transported to a general hospital in my hometown, Karlsruhe, Germany.   A doctor welcomes me with some French words, I answer him cautiously and politely because I know he is a secret service agent.

After about a week of physical therapy I leave the general hospital in woolly slippers, supported by a nurse.  I don’t know this person is.  I wonder where I am.   I feel 60 years old, pale, skinny, pinched, and bald.  In France, I hadn’t been sleeping well.  I had worn dreadlocks, but shaved my head when I thought the dreadlocks were preventing me from laying my head down comfortably to sleep.

It’s about noon when I arrive at the adolescent psychiatric hospital; I can’t understand why they brought me here.  Don’t they know I am The Virus?   I am AIDS, I am plague and cholera, spreading disease everywhere and they only care about my mind?  What a crazy world!

English: Zyprexa

English: Zyprexa (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I spend the first days in an observation room next to the infirmary office.  The room is small, sparsely decorated.  There is a table, chair and cot.  I am dressed like the other patients (I imagine), nothing but a hospital robe and slippers.  I am mostly alone, except for eating and taking my medicine.  I pass the time mostly lying on the cot, though sometimes I sit at the table or stare out the window.  There is a window in the door and sometimes I can see people walking around.  Sometimes people of about my age look back at me through the window.

They bring me my meals on a tray with a glass of water and a tablet of Zyprexa, a psychotropic drug.  It is supposed to stop your thoughts from circling, but has several adverse effects, as I will soon learn.

The speed of my mind and of my body are becoming slowly the same.  I’m tired.  My eyelids  feel like opening iron gate.  I sleep.  Normally I sleep on my back and rarely on one side, but here I sleep lying on my stomach and am almost unable to lift my body from the mattress.  I need sleep.  I go to bed at eight o’ clock in the evening, I can’t stay up any longer.  I am 16 and I am so tired, I can’t stay up past eight.  It’s the Zyprexa.  At least my thoughts are also too tired to race.  It gives me a respite from the fear of The Virus.

Iron gate at Kezar Stadium  (May 07)

Iron gate at Kezar Stadium (May 07) (Photo credit: ejbSF)

When I awake it feels as if I’ve never slept such a deep and dreamless sleep.  It doesn’t feel as if I have been sleeping long.  This persists for the first month and then my exhaustion eases, but this is one of the side effects of the Zyprexa.  The other is weight gain.  I enter the hospital a skeletal 60 kilo and leave, almost two months later, a chubby 90 kilo.

I spend my days on drawing therapy, in the hospital school.  Mostly I draw simple things: a man on a boat with very little detail.   The therapist likes my drawings, though they are artistically on the level of a kindergartener.  Yet, I when I explain my choice of colours, forms and compositions, and how each relates to the experiences and feelings as I recovered, she seems to like what I say.

I take my meals at a round table in hospital, with the other young people (there are 10 of us) and some nurses.  Eventually I make friends with some of the other patients, and we attend movie and song nights.

Français : ping-pong

Français : ping-pong (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One day when I see the doctor, a kind old man in slippers, he says, “Schizophrenic psychosis.”  My parents were present during the examination.  The doctor was quite nice about it and tried to explain what that meant.  He spoke about the steps in the process.  In the beginning I had no choices, but had to do as I was instructed.  Then as I improved my choices grew.  I could participate in hospital life.  My dad had told the doctor that I liked table tennis and the doctor tells us that they have tables at the hospital and as soon as I was physically well enough, we could play.   Later I could go to the garden or to the hospital shop with my friend.  Eventually I was able to make visits home, then overnight visits.   The visits home would get longer and I would go back to school.  Then I could leave the hospital for good.

I like to talk to some of the other patients but those most recently admitted get on my nerves with their loss of control.  I feel that they are hindering my recuperation.  I want more than anything to get back to normal life.  I will still have to take my drugs for a longer time and will have regular sessions with a cognitive therapist to decrease the risk of getting sick in my mind once again.

Of course, the first time I was back into everyday life was not easy.  School whereas previously was near effortless, now was a struggle.  Before my psychosis I could relax at school, had no trouble studying, and scored among the five best in almost every exam, now I had to work hard to stay in the last ten of the class.  The drugs I had to take slowed down my brain, I took a smaller amount of it now but I could still feel the brake on my thoughts.  I joined the school choir where I mumble in the bass voice which demonstrates quite well how much I was slowed down then (I am now a quite high tenor).

snoozing MIT students

snoozing MIT students (Photo credit: vanberto)

I still feel the joy singing has always given to me and I start to think about taking real singing lessons instead of some funny ten minute-long singing exercises in the choir.  The feeling continues getting stronger.  I feel that a great singer is living in my body and am wondering why nobody else can see or hear him.   After the first time on stage with my first rock band, some of my friends make jokes about me about the two songs I sang.  Finally I find a singing teacher, and start private lessons–not cheap, but he is very kind and motivating.  After our first (trial) lesson, he tells me that he has rarely, if ever heard such a “misconfigured” voice like mine. He promises me that if I keep working hard for a long time, I can improve.  I convince my parents to pay for the singing lesson, telling them that it is really important to me and that it will be good for my personal development.

Shout Louder

Shout Louder (Photo credit: iProzac)

Soon, I take singing lessons once a week. My singing teacher lets me shout out the songs I choose. He tells me I had to get out of my body with my voice.  That when I sang, he did not hear a single tune.  I try to sing even louder and after more than a year, we can finally move to the next big problem, rhythm.

He makes me sing childhood songs, rhythm is appearing, we have to work on my vowels, and being understood, and I feel like I’m making progress.  But this progress is still not perceivable for someone who listens to me for the first time.  My singing is still full of bad notes (at least I don’t mumble them anymore).  I have trouble keeping rhythm  (but at least there is some kind of rhythm).  Now I am just as good as I am bad.

I appreciate my personal perception as well as my progress on my long way to becoming a singer.  More than a year after my stay in the psychiatric hospital, I am finally allowed by the doctor to stop taking Zyprexa.   My energy is coming back, my body is losing its lethargy and I lost almost 20 kilos almost overnight.   I find that my way of being and school are vastly different.  School is disapointing because of its fixed, meaningless and senseless frame of 45 minute school lessons.

I Have to Pee

I Have to Pee (Photo credit: Clintus McGintus)

My singing teacher first talks to me about my change of behavior after I stopped taking the drugs.  He tells me to watch my step; that I was behaving a bit like an ADD patient.    He points out that I talked precociously and should not get carried away.   In the school I sit impatiently on my chair during the lessons, always feeling like having to pee.   While my class mates are snoozing their way to get their high school diploma, I nearly burst as I wait to be finally allowed to talk.

I feel monitored and dominated and smothered by my mother, because she that I would get sick again.  Though she mostly remained quite calm, she tried to “help” me by tidying up my room, etc., without asking if that would be a good activity for me or in general showing me that she doubts very much I know what is good for me.  It is too much for me, and I move out of my parent’s house and move in with a friend.  His mother soon recognizes that I endanger the fragile balance in their familiy by my anxiety and she talks to my father and we meet up together.  They ask me how I think we can solve this situation.  I tell my parents that I want to leave school, that school does not make any sense, that I need to spend my time in a more meaningful way, that I feel like a high school diploma is not as important as everybody says.

Abitur nachholen!

Abitur nachholen! (Photo credit: erix!)

The principal of my school (a very nice woman I have to admit and thank!) tells me that I can stay home for some time and think about what I really want to do. I begin searching for jobs on the internet but I don’t find any that I would like to do. I realize that to go on with my studies, I need this piece meaningless paper: a high school diploma.

I find a teasing advertisement: “Learning materials and organization for your way to a diploma doing homeschool, check it out now for four weeks for free!”   I find the materials appropriate and well laid-out.  I can read through the textbooks quite fast and I can handle the corresponding homework quite successfully.   I am able to go to my part-time job at Fraunhofer after my daily homeschooling session.  (Eventually I teach myself Java programming there and work on a project to simulate security scenarios.)

Wikipe-tan shocked cropped

Wikipe-tan shocked cropped (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My singing teacher is the only person among my friends that is not surprised about my choice to leave school and home school myself.  He can even find some positive aspects of my choice. My (ex-)girlfriend and especially my mother (who is a high school teacher) are shocked. To convince my parents, I pay for the homeschooling with the money I earn working at Fraunhofer.  My parents accept my decision under the condition that I check it out for the four free weeks and then think about it again.

While I homeschool I find it irritating that I have to stay in my room because my father gets angry as soon as I get out of my room and see him.  We discover he is ill with a psychosis a and claims to be stronger than I am.  But he loses his “war of nerves” against my mind and leaves to recover in a psychiatric hospital.  I have made peace with my mother and try to support her while my father is in the hospital.  Things settle down a bit and there is a kind of peaceful co-existence in the family.

song sparrow singing

song sparrow singing (Photo credit: minicooper93402)

I find my first band gigs and succeed in controlling and balancing my energy flow and body resources.  Finally, I have the time to enjoy my universal creativity (which is not universal judged if I looked on my visual “art”) yet I discovered a talent for writing, communication, planning, organizing, singing and maybe some more, but drawing and similar art can not be added to my list of talents.

At the end of the day (not literally), there will be the final high school examinations in Hamburg, but they are quite far away in time, even if I want to get my high school diploma in 18 months instead of 30 months so that I can catch up on my class mates and get my diploma at about the same time they do.

In sum, I feel a lot more grown-up and in good condition (body and mind).  I hit the floor when I get three out of fifteen points at the Maths pre-exam.  Only by the luck of my good French pre-exam achievements that I pass the pre-exam and am allowed to attend to the final exams for my diploma.  For the next two months I work very hard.  I concentrate on old Maths exams, for about 120 hours of studying.  I get twelve out of fifteen points in the final Maths exam–which is good because I want to go on and study Computer Science.

Before the final oral exams, I worry about Physics because my homework was not high scoring, so I find a tutor and get twelve out of fifteen points in the final oral exam and the remark, “Have you ever considered a job related to Physics?” which I take as a compliment.

Carmeneide: guitar love

Carmeneide: guitar love (Photo credit: RedGlow82)

A few days later, I’m the proud owner of a German high school diploma (Abitur) with a GPA of C+ (2,7). I feel well prepared for my studies to become a Computer Scientist.  I have chosen to study and work fifty-fifty for three years (cooperative study program at the DH, Karlsruhe) and found a very cool drugstore chain with great flexibility and understanding of what an employee is and how to treat him—autonomy.

I find my love searching for a girl guitarist.  We spend an exciting whilwind year of our love, our music and my studies.  My singing skills improve and I feel like I am getting better and feel a harmony with my inner vibes.  By recovering from my psychosis, I seem to have become a sort of an expert in the field of psychiatric illnesses and try to support my friends and their friends to find the reasons and solutions for their problems.

Remixing Relationships Vol. II – The Versatile Blogger Award

Howdy folks,

The Versatile Blogger Award

The Versatile Blogger Award (Photo credit: nhighberg)

just wanted to let you know that my very kind friend, the mostly confused teenager nominated me for “The Versatile Blogger” award. There are some things I have to do now but they do look like a pleasure:

– Display the Award Certificate on your blog (done in this post, taking it into a widget now, too, done)

– Link back to the person who nominated you (Done in this post and in the widget)

– Present 15 awards to 15 deserving bloggers (I want to do this by a remixing parts of the 15 deserving bloggers’ posts into a short story)

//Begin of the short story

English: smile

English: smile (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This makes me smile

(Source: http://mummywho.wordpress.com/2013/08/01/this-makes-me-smile/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

So that’s all I want to say about that

(Source: http://teeneditingprocess.wordpress.com/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

and

All I want to do is to let you enter into my brain, have a quick look, and tell me what you think. Enjoy the journey!

(Source: http://www.brandpowder.com/i-live-in-my-brain-and-pay-no-rent/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

Sbbtm smile

Sbbtm smile (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As I was growing up I always felt that I was quite a strong character.

(Source: http://suzie81.wordpress.com/2013/08/14/fit-to-write-my-story/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

I was in the artistic mood and wanted to make something.

(Source: http://freshdahlia.com/2013/08/04/fresh-natural-nature-flowers-crown-princess-indie/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

My dad was actually from the University of the Philippines.

(Source: http://patkaybites.wordpress.com/2013/08/04/zeh-upcat/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

I asked him if it was okay if I shared his story with you and he agreed

(Source: http://kuuleilani.wordpress.com/2013/08/09/how-i-stay-positive/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

2nd Dalai Lama http://www.simhas.org/files/2Da...

2nd Dalai Lama http://www.simhas.org/files/2Dalai.JPG (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I asked him why he was always that happy and he smiled and answered me

Things we think will make us happy

1. Being Wealthy
2. Being thin
3. Being loved
4. Pretty things
5. A nice home

Things that will actually make us happy

1. Measuring wealth by the people you have in your life
2.Being healthy
3. Loving yourself
4. Things that can’t be seen, only felt
5. A home filled with love and laughter

(Source: http://michd74.com/2013/08/10/simple-things/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

elevator

elevator (Photo credit: Jose R. Borras)

He then quoted the Dalai Lama

There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done. One is called yesterday and the other is called tomorrow, so today is the right day to love, believe, do and mostly live.

(Source: http://ronmamita.wordpress.com/2013/08/14/sharing-and-amplifying-awareness/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

I said

[You are] a funny guy and apparently a wonderful dad

(Source: http://learnlearnblog.wordpress.com/2013/08/13/heart-disease-taking-care-of-your-heart/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

Phoenix

Phoenix (Photo credit: Moyan_ Brenn_ BE_ BACK_ IN_ SEPTEMBER)

I should be happy but school starts tomorrow and I can’t help but dread it since I was supposed to do 4 past papers for my English class and I have done none which puts me into trouble, so i’m now debating whether I should go tomorrow or just start school on Monday.

(Source: http://alittlebitofmeblog.wordpress.com/2013/08/14/day-33-mini-holiday-d/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

He told me

We all make mistakes. […] And yes, you are going to struggle. [But] Listen: wisdom is the ability to know that you can’t know everything.

(Source: http://syl101.com/2013/07/13/does-teaching-mean-i-am-always-right/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

Moottoritie - Highway

Moottoritie – Highway (Photo credit: dotsi)

I remember that

A smile returns to my face and like the phoenix I can feel my elevator rise.

(Source: http://thepublicblogger.com/2013/04/22/every-day-we-live-is-a-test-we-are-not-defeated-just-yet/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

i’m | on the road with | somewhere to go
i’m | trying to just let you | go

(Source: http://appletonavenue.wordpress.com/2013/08/11/sad/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

These lines of a not yet famous artist came weirdly in my mind and I returned to my English homework, a poem

Fashion Circus

Fashion Circus (Photo credit: Paolo Neoz)

Today when you think its time to go

Make sure you write it once more

a proper ” good bye” is like closing the door

I want to be sure, you have left

Yep..so I can also go

Please don’t return once we say “bye”

come tomorrow..don’t ask me why :)

you always spoil what I tell you to do

naughty and tricky..I sure do know you

Virtual life has set manners too

Be nice..take care ..see you

Good bye :)

(Source:  http://kalabalu.wordpress.com/2013/08/14/good-bye-for-now/ I’ve nominated you for the Versatile Blogger Award :))

//End of the short story, hope you enjoyed it and want to check out all of my amazing friends now 🙂

Further todos for me:

– Leave them a comment to let them know after you have linked them to a post (done by giving a reference with a link and an information about the award after each quote)

– Post 7 interesting things about yourself:

Frisches Grün

Frisches Grün (Photo credit: Josef Türk Reit im Winkl Chiemgau)

  1. I want to finish my bachelor thesis about an extension of an access control for an IT service management environment today.
  2. I am still studying to become an Applied Computer Scientist but am finishing soon.
  3. I like animals very much and have bought a young horse for my girlfriend and have combed down it this week for the first time (can’t say that I didn’t like it :))
  4. I am worrying about the (political) future of Germany if the current government (CDU, CSU and FDP) wins the elections on September, 22, 2013.
  5. One day, I want to be able to use (sharing is sufficient) an automotive/self-propelled electric car to improve my mobility and flexibility.
  6. I am currently working on my favorite future fashion store supported by Edit who does the designs for me and gives me great input (Thank you very much, Edit!)
  7. I am also interested into education, gamification, supporting my (blogging) friends, reading and writing about things that changed my life.

Done 🙂

So thank you very much for reading and thanks again to the mostly confused teenager for nominating me for this award!