Berlin @ June 2008

Coming back from beyondatlantic, however, Berlin is like a dream never ended.

The simulation of Italy at the Kollwitz Str. in Prenzlauer Berg is almost perfect, even the real Italian waiters are strongly simulating Italy, it is like a paranormal phenomenon, you are eating tiramisu at midnight outside , while people are deep in their dreams, that ´s the way how you cope with world as a simlacrum (see also Jean Baudrillard).

Berlin is just nice to everyone, you can try too.

The "Creatives" of our town are working even beyond the midnight thresholds, passing by Senefelder Str. (Prenzlauer Berg, see google map http://maps.google.de/maps?hl=en&client=firefox-a&rls=org.mozilla:de:official&hs=bC4&resnum=
0&q=senefelder%20strasse%20berlin&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&tab=wl )
you see them, in shadow of smooth lights of their offices, sitting and thinking the world as an idea, I bet Plato would have been so jealous about them. These people are creating the new world of ideas, images, web sites, pod casts, futures, pastes and delusions.

Berlin is the place to be, try it again.

Regularly, at 7 am, in the rapid transit train called S-Bahn (S may be for schnell=fast, may be not) you meet the other part of the urban reality: tired and satisfied faces looking out of windows, watching the city vanishing back and always embedded in the matrix of the enduring dreams beyond the sunset. A kind of luck, you would say, and that´s right.