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Library, Minsk, 07th Jun 2011

I’m not sure whether it was too much time to stay away or too short time until the memories fade, since I arrived and left Minsk…

Even though, it is now about two years ago, since I prayed and promised to come again. Now – finally – I got more than just a plan to get there. I also have a plan how to make it.

Like everything in life you have to scarify time. And time is money, so you have to scarify time and money. But – what are such materialistic things against dreams?

Minsk – I’ll be there. Again.

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-Library, Minsk-

Die Wüste lebt… (Juni 2010)

Vor einiger Zeit habe ich auf Facebook folgendes Foto veröffentlicht:

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Es ist 2010 entstanden, als ich in der israelischen Negev-Wüste gearbeitet habe. Eine vietnamesische Freundin meinte daraufhin zu mir:

 „Das schaut doch wie eine Wüste aus, wie kann hier etwas wachsen?“

Nun ja… bevor ich nach Israel gekommen bin war ich auch nicht so ganz sicher, was dort landwirtschaftlich zu erwarten sei. Insbesondere fehlte mir ein Verständnis dafür, was man bitte in einer Wüste groß hochziehen soll. Das war dann auch schon der Grund, warum ich dort gelandet bin.

Anfang Juni erreichte ich den Moschav Beer Milka und gleich nach meiner Ankunft meinte der Bauer namens Golan zu mir, ich solle Bäume pflanzen.

In dem Moment war mir nicht ganz klar, ob ich es mit einem Idealisten oder einem Verrückten zu tun hatte. Wer sonst pflanzt in der Wüste Bäume?

Nachdem ich eine Reihe Neembaumsetzlinge in den Sand platzieren musste, wusste ich, dass die Israelis verrückt sind. Definitiv.

In den kommenden Monaten wurde es schlimmer. Es stellte sich heraus, dass das Wasser aus einer Salzquelle stammt. Sämtliche Kräuter, die um mich herum wuchsen wurden damit bewässert. Und sie gediehen hervorragend. (Naja, der Melisse hat’s nicht sooo gut geschmeckt). Wenn ich das Wasser eines Tages nicht selbst probiert hätte, würde ich noch heute denken, dass Süßwasser hergepumpt würde.

Irgendwann habe ich mich damit abgefunden, dass die Israelis wahrscheinlich verrückt sind, aber irgendwie sehr wohl wissen, was sie tun. Irgendwann habe ich auch festgestellt, dass das nur die Ruhe vor der nächsten Überraschung war:

Ich sollte die Wurzeln einer Pflanze namens Aschwagandha ausheben. Die Pflanze selbst und ihre Früchte sind giftig – die Wurzel jedoch enthält sehr wirksame Ingredienzien. Wie mir Golan gesagt hatte ist es verhältnismäßig knifflig, sie zu züchten und am Leben zu erhalten.

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(Ein Foto von mir beim Aschwagandhaschneiden)

Als er die wertvollen, von mir erbeuteten Wurzeln gewogen hatte lächelte er mich an:“Weißt du, Mario, wegen dem Salzwasser reichern sich mehr Stoffe in der Wurzel an und sie werden schwerer“.

Fassen wir zusammen:

  1. Das ganze Grünzeug wächst in der Wüste
  2. Es wird mit Salzwasser gegossen
    und
  3. wächst genau deswegen besser.

Versteh einer diese Israelis…

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Ich weiß, das klingt jetzt kitschig, aber die Wüste ist voller Leben…

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19.09.2010 – Dead Sea border (Wochenmario)

It’s kinda weird. Usually I don’t dream very often. But during the last days and weeks I have dreams almost every night. But strangely not my regular dreams with a lot of strange and fantastic things happening. No, just short, but beautiful ones.

Today for example I dreamed I’m back in Israel. First I got nervous and asked myself „Oh my god, how do I get back now, there’s job which has to be done!“

But then I just relaxed… I couldn’t remember how I got there (haha, it’s a dream!) but it seemed to have worked well from the moment I „arrived“, so why should it change now?

After my work is done I can leave to Jordan… where I’d really really really want to go somewhen and later on to Iraqi Kurdistan, without depending on a plane – and I’m in the Caucasus, where I’d like to go. Everything’s fine.

But well, there was a Problem. I woke up… Kinda annoying. So, in remembrance of my last time seeing Jordan here’s a picture, taken at the Dead Sea in September 2010. The Dead Sea is consists of one Israeli and one Jordan part. The border is somewhere in the middle.

If you want… Maybe you could take a light boat or something and just cross it. But I wouldn’t recommend that. The Dead Sea is so salty, it’s not so much fun if you have to swim for a long distance. Those days I swum quite a few meters inside and got one (!) water drop into my eyes. Even my tears couldn’t dilute this strong mixture. The seconds before I reached the shore to use my drinking water I thought I’d be blind…

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Irgendwo in Israel, Juni 2010 (Wochenmario)

Ausnahmsweise halte ich meine wöchentliche Veröffentlichung auf Deutsch, da es hauptsächlich meine Freunde in der näheren Umgebung betrifft.

Also, gleich zu Anfang: Montag, der 27. Mai, um 19:30 im Kolpinghaus Lienz halte ich einen Vortrag über meine Zeit damals in Israel. Ich lade jeden, der Interesse daran hat herzlichst dazu ein, vorbeizuschauen.

Dazu passend das heutige Foto. Es ist irgendwann im Juni entstanden und ich möchte nicht allzu viel darüber verraten, jeder, der ein wenig Fantasie hat, darf sich selbst gerne Gedanken darüber machen und mir mitteilen 🙂

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In diesem Sinne… Bis morgen und eine angenehme Woche!

Jeruday’s roofing (Wochenmario) – Mon 13 Sep 2010 01:31:44

There are two things in Jerusalem I really loved:

  1. Almost all houses have flat roofs
  2. They’re easy to access

There’s good and bad news as well:
The bad news: I had to move for about 8 times during 2 months (quite annoying and nasty).
The good news: There were quite a few roofs I could access 😀

So there was a time I used to live in Ein Karem District. It happened quite often I just strolled around and recognized some houses which were standing on a hill and I had a good view. During the night I went into that housing unit and climbed onto the roof. This was the first thing I saw.

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Well, on the other side of the roof where I took pictures for half of the night, there was an awesome view. I watched people and cars passing by and enjoyed the cool wind of early September which chilled down the hot, wet air of late August…

But that picture looks less mainstream and is much cooler.

Israel, 2010 (Wochenmario)

In the end of spring/beginning of summer 2010 I went to Israel to fulfill one of my dreams: Working in a Kibbutz/Moshav. During those days I took a lot of pictures – which unfortunately just remained on my discs mostly. But I got asked to give a presentation and decided to tell about Israel on the 27th of May, 2012 in the Fotoclub Lienz.

By going through my pictures I found one which appeared nice to me. It was sent as a postcard to my grandfather.

This picture shows me on my first days in Beer Milka, working on a field for bitter-melon. First I had to free it from weeds, then mix the sand with compost, so more nutrients get into it and last, but not least placing the seed.

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Appendix:

Do you even grow???

As I published this picture on Facebook a good friend of mine (Hey Sabet, Kisses to Vietnam!!) asked a legitimate Question:

That looks like a desert, how can seeds grow up? ? ? 😀

Honestly: Before I came to Israel even I wasn’t sure what to grow in the Desert. On my first day I the farmer Golan told us to plant trees. From that moment on I knew: Israelis are crazy. They plant trees in the desert…

During the next months I learned: They are crazy, but somehow they know what they do. Almost all of the plants grew as I would have expected it from plants in a „regular“ environment (Well, the Melissa didn’t do so well).

After some weeks I saw that wasn’t even everything: There was one plant, called Ashwagandha (Withania somnifera). Which has toxic leaves and fruits but a root with extraordinary active components. Grew even better than regular.
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(A picture of me, cutting it)

Why? Well, because the water was salty (close to the farm was a salty source). Boom!

All those plants grew:

  1. In the desert
  2. With salty water

Mind: Blown…

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It sounds kitschy, I know, but the Desert is full of life.

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Da Nang is really boring (Wochenmario) 31.1.2013

One of the biggest and most important – and yet mostly unknown cities of Viet Nam is Da Nang. I’ve stayed a couple of days and can’t tell there’s really something worth to see there… Due to I had a lot of time I got the idea to solve a question: From my hotel I could see on the mountains around the city were some houses which looked a bit like observatories:

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Well – this picture is not really interesting, I just wanted to show you what I saw, and why I asked myself to find out for which purpose they existed. Anyway – I met some annoying mototaxi drivers who wanted to take me there but I refused and walked on. I met some Vietnamese hobby photographers who told me I were unable to reach those houses today. My answer was something like:“Well, I guess, you are unable to reach them“ and kept on walking, behind me some people who didn’t know what to answer an obviously crazy European.

After three hours of walking along through a road through the jungle, I reached them. Still during daytime.

And… Well, they were in a military area I wasn’t allowed to enter. In front of a turnpike was a tired Vietnamese soldier who couldn’t speak English at all. Just showed me I may not enter.  But I guess those houses were RADAR-Stations or something similar. So I took a couple of pictures and went back… I reached my hotel when it was already dark… (Not so surprising, the sun sets every day at about 6pm).

So – that’s the result:

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