So it would not have to end, said anyone who had been taken as the madman in the Closed. No one, however, assumed that Filth seemed to have itself accepted in the last days of his mature existence: the nature of light near, and to be God himself. A 44 years God, by excessive consumption of hashish grown gray hair night, armed with the insignia of the intellectuals: horn-rimmed glasses and pipe. Alfred Filth early grazing on the lush pastures of his profession, psychology, out-it was his sagacity. Before the State of the frenzied father assumed he had created a bizarre pyramid theory that no one had found interesting or instructive to write a book about elves, which nobody read, and a shop keeper on the subject of near death. Piqued, he had, as he said firmly, turned to the theme of all themes: the nature of light. Who could have guessed that he and this step the downfall of his bourgeois existence initiated, come to the funny farm, and the damage would still have the mockery? Here, Filth weighed in home ownership! Advised in his career wrecks families, which remained better in the Hades of the non-existence would be creamed off and by his advice poured out drop to the red-hot stones, family madness! But not to his profession, which he dominated for greyhound fashion, and probably needs a little contempt, it's here, it's about love light, its nature and its victims. The first victim was not he but the three decades of friendship with Franz, the web designer. And so it was spent. I stood with Franz, chattering and bechernd, one of the Tables of the FAD, a Kufsteiner scene restaurant, which has now made the hatches. As it now in detail happened, I do not know, Franz told me one day in any case of a misunderstanding between him and Alfred Filth.
"So once again," I said.
"No. This time it's something substantial. "
" So marriage is a real crash. "
Yes. And more. He actually speaks from the right to exist. "
" Oho. Your social, artistic, or intellectual? "
" All three. Enjoy her. Alfred researching lately, so the nature of light. "
" Oha. "
Yes. And a few weeks ago he put me he would explain on the way to this fact. "
" Ah-so as the secret of the pyramids uncovered, then? Or the actual existence of fairies? "
Yes. I also say: Stick to your last, and this can be anything. But his basic idea was fascinating, and the next day I came here in the FAD randomly into a physics student from Heidelberg interview. I told it of Alfred's bold idea, and thought his doctoral supervisor at Heidelberg, had just had the same idea even before three years, "
" Well, then.! The last day in the history of physics has finally dawned " I said solemnly, and raised my glass.
"Yes, yes. Enjoy her. What I could not know. The student has told them his doctor father, and Alfred has sent a few days in armor mail, because of plagiarism and so on. And now write me a text message to the idiot, I would have blurted out his fantastic idea for the nature of light, to a student in Heidelberg. Prompt would have turned in there term physicist, and claimed the idea for themselves. "
" That's nonsense. "
" Alfred says no. He had had the idea earlier. The student had stolen her father and the doctor put his now than back. And the blame for the mess I was wearing. The two fools might have to look put together and what is it about their ideas do not. Instead pflaumt this Heidelberger Alfred and Alfred me. "
" What is his idea or do you among lie now a silent bid? "
" Are you crazy? I let me not his mouth ban by the fool. I have the most eh . forget I do not even remember what I told the students have the core idea is the. because light travels at light speed goes, no time light is timeless, so there was only one photon "
" One "
'.... Yes. "
" A single photon silly? "
" Yes. "Franz looked unhappy.
"Well, God bless, Mrs. compote."
»Alfred talk about his theory of light the way, like God. And God sulking since I did the faux pas no one is. "
Aha. God. So what must he be when he realized the true nature of light. For that he would continue with its 44 as Einstein 70th Shall I quote him, "
" When it absolutely has to be "
" Logically, "said Einstein:. For 50 years now I ponder about what is a photon, and it still does not know. Today, everyone believes Lump, he knew - but he does not know "
Franz laughed..
"He said that? Incidentally. Do not you think that I something similar to see him? "
" You? Einstein? Yes, in some way. The fleshy nose fits the Zauselfrisur ... Einstein was snoring by the way. "
" I, too, "laughed French
" I know. "
" Where? Wurscht "
." And he suffered from terrible sweaty feet. "
" I do not. "
" Are you sure? "
" Yes. "
" On Toothbrush Einstein renounced as well. "
" What a pig. Oh - when we speak of genius. Here he comes, the only person on earth who has recognized the nature of light. To "
Alfred stabbed us noticing, but ignoring, directly on the bar. There ordered He is something, gesturing with his pipe, while the horn-rimmed glasses pushed frantically deal. He spoke very closely with the Hans Kellner, although I was sure that nothing of light understood nor wanted to know. Somewhat later came
Filth's wife, Susie, and they turned to us.
I'm coming as a mediator, Franz Alfred wants you to make him a website. Nothing great. Really just a logo. A frame. This nonsense stop. "
" Certainly. But, cash only. And Jehovah would have to descend from his throne, and talk to myself. "
" Ha, now I know what to me has always berebere Alfred. At a Jehovah's Witness, "I said.
Yes, "countered Frank, quick-witted." Only he is Jehovah and the witness in a "
We laughed.
Susi, who was not funny, went to Alfred, and then fell out after weeks of school friends were mutual non-compliance at a table.
"So, Frank, I have the" so presented, the Filth began without hesitation. One felt he wanted to remain objective.
Alfred laid the blade of a computer printout on the table.
"What's that?" Asked Franz
The opening of my treatise on the nature of light. "
" And why are the other lines all blackened? "
" Well, so that no unauthorized persons will read them, Franz, " said Alfred, laughing bleating.
His wife Susie smiled.
"And what should I do?" Asked Franz
Alfred told him.
"" 50 €, said Franz - he was factual.
Alfred took his gazelle leather wallet in the back pocket of his Levis, pulled a fifty, where you saw that he was pulled fresh out, and handed it to the French let him disappear into the inside pocket of his jacket.
"So where do you want the logo? How should it look like in about? "
" I send you the page to your computer. "
" With the blackened lines? "
" Yes, of course, Frank, what do you think? If you there is reading, you betray me so everything again. "bleated Alfred and his wife threw a conspiratorial glance.
"How come you can fuck these lines will not go away at all?" Asked Franz irritated.
"Well, you shall see thee, where the text is, Franz," Alfred said from above. He bleated again.
"There is a simple framework would have sufficed. This text is blackened ridiculous. And why should I not read it? "
" I know that you'd like, what? Yes, "
." Because you do not write the Bible again. It is a text. It is not ... but fuck it, Alfred! So you always were! At school already! Yes, Susie, listen quietly! You always had some Kabbalistic run shit, and if I asked you what it is, you're just as crappy, arrogant bitching as now. Lie and you do too, "Filth
Alfred and his wife Susie looked dismayed. Franz continued:
Yes. Lies. When your parents lecture you said last, when they find knives at their school children, must not collapse world, you had always taken a knife with you as a student. You've never had this knife, let a pulled when it was risky. Spit you, Alfred! Spat, "
" Yes, yes, but this is now could not care less. So I would like the logo there. It is intended to represent a stylized photon. "
" A stylized Photon. Hans, yet, "said eighth, French
The waiter is registered.
"And what you have done your stylized photon like?" Asked Franz
Alfred pulled out his golden pen, and brought his idea with a few awkward strokes on paper, as I exchanged a few words with Susie.
But soon we were back at the two brawlers.
"No, no, no. It is totally unnecessary, "said Alfred," would you read the text, the urge to return through to Heidelberg. Besides, you would not understand him anyway. "
" Shit, my graphics will just be better if I know what's about, "bellowed Franz His nerves were bare.
"Well," for light, "said Alfred, laughing bleating in the direction of his wife. Since he already had
Franz poured the wine into his face. The scandal
friends, the final impiety had happened.
Alfred's head snapped back and in my mind's eye I saw the doctor and the web designers are rolling already on the ground - so to speak in a friendly embrace. But Alfred controlled himself. Brushing his glasses, he limited himself to making his displeasure in words air.
"Well, something primitive! Such a thing happened to me before. Does so only an alcoholic. Does so only an alcoholic! You are at the end, Franz! Sacked, an artistic dead body! And a human wreck one too! And the 50 € you can forget "
" Ha, ha -. Which you have already given me, "said a delighted French
" What? Damn. Come on, Susie, we are going. And the primitive, there was the longest time, my friend. "
" Yes, go, go, go! "Cried Franz after the two got and now his eighth of Hans. He had observed the scene, amused and asked: "Should I still get the same one"
"No. I drink, "said Franz, and added quietly:". But such a pace that you are allowed to bring me but now a new "
He threw it down. That was the incident in the FAD. Some months later Filth, filth talking to the input mentioned in the phone, terrified and insulted his imbecile, illiterate clients, and the whole thing became known. An illiterate mother filed suit against the doctor because of an insult (I think he called her on the phone a violent, illiterate Sau). Before the court began to speak of Filth rosy lights. And the only saving Photon. The judge called him to order, but Filth was unstoppable. Roh prevented from further talking Filth tried to use his lighter to set a curtain on fire, threw his pipe brought to the called police, was on the job brought raced there on and on, insulted the officers, sang, whistled, and last but not least was known to no other advice than to put him in the Closed. There he sits today, draws, makes poetry (mainly the nature of light) and is visited occasionally by his divorced wife, with whom I am the way, soon thereafter had an affair. The went with me in the trap, the wide variety of lights. Sexually I mean. And I made her laugh. By example, I once imitated child's voice and said, "For fifty years now I ponder about what is a photon, and it still does not know. Today, everyone believes Lump, he knew - but he does not know "
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