• Custom Shaped

    BEEP* THIS EVERLASTING DAY

  • To help Boop* to recognize Beep* the moment they were meant to meet each other, God shaped Beep*'s face with millimeter precision to match Boop*s DNA. And indeed, Boop* can't miss a look that amazingly shaped. But what are God's plans?

  • Oh Boop*!

    Wow, that is a beautiful story Boop*! However... I'm not available she said. Not yet.

  • For 10 months we met each other in the private yard, two times a week. In between we chatted on our private channel. Mainly simple and easy chats, but now and then I posted little poetic stories to place us in more challenging and magical environments than the 1000 square tiles that reached to the horizon. I picked 8 of these stories and those got translated into the 8 songs that completed the puzzle ‘This everlasting Day’.

  • Beep* is a woman of little words. But, she always responded. Every time I called her, she was there. Answered all of the few questions I had, for most of the time we just sat next to each other, no conversations to remember. When I wrote ‘Colonial Brunette’ and ended with ‘You outrageously beautiful Bitch’, Beep* answered: Oh Boop*! Then with ‘The Horizon will come to Us’ she started repeating herself: Oh Boop*! As she did with ‘Custom Shaped’: Oh Boop*!

  • Well, to ‘Colonial Brunette’ she added: Such an effort you put in your writing and this is all I return, sorry! See you tomorrow sweet Friend. That is why I teased her at the end of ‘By your Side’... and filled in ‘Oh Boop*!‘ myself. In fact her compact answers show she couldn’t deliver. Something held her back to step forward. I felt that all along and right from the beginning she was open to me about that. She still wanted to be together though and see where this would go.

  • So she still engaged in our silent but rich adventure. “Don’t be afraid to criticize my work darling”, I encouraged her. “Then I will know what you feel.“ “Custom shaped is one beautiful story Boop*, however, you get ahead of yourself a bit though ;) Let’s meet in the square yard and drink coffee”, she said.

  • “Whenever I outrun you, call me. I travel light, nothing withholds me. I’ll come back to you right away.” From that moment she started to tell. Deeper. About things that matter. Matter to her and so matter to me. Our silent being together got subtitled. We could finally start walking. Not very far though. The boundaries of our song didn’t let us. He shaped her for me, but holds her back.

  • Custom shaped. Of course it’s just a funny story. However. It is not that I make myself believe.. But her face is so beautiful to me, so appealing, her look so reaching to me, that I somehow believe that she is custom shaped to call me next to her, because I belong there. By her side.

  • It is a beautiful story, a beautiful fairy tale. But Snow White doesn’t need to go to the bathroom half way her story. Cinderella doesn’t need to pause for lunch. Bluebeard never gets tired running up those stairs.

  • Believe me, characters in fairy tales can’t always deliver. Beep* and Boop* can’t. They have their daily lives.

  • Beep* November 14th 2016
    Custom Shaped
    
Beep*. I don't know who you are. Back in 19** God was in an excellent mood, a creative mood: "Today I will surpass myself!” And He sculpted her. A stroke here, a stroke there. And with every stroke she stunned the world more and more. And He called her Beep*. Then God looked over his shoulder to 1963 and fine tuned the beautiful face accordingly, that the boy from ’63 would recognize the girl in 2016. And so Beep* & Boop* grew up separately. They each lived a 1000 lives and they got very wise. But did this wisdom serve them well enough to find each other after 50 years? 50 Years! And was Beep*'s face that precisely shaped that Boop* would recognize her? To fall for her looks, her good looks, amazing looks. And look through her green eyes straight into her soul. The boy scans her outlines. Then in a flash moment he pauses scanning. There is a match. The outlines match an ancient code deep in his DNA. As if it were a copy of a special string. A code that finally renders a name: Beep*. The name touches him somehow. What a beautiful name. He googles her… And what a beautiful girl. He sees her in the flesh… Her face seems to be custom shaped. Finally they found each other. But why did this have to take 50 years? Beep* & Boop* looked at each other dazzlingly. God spoke to them: Go along from here and find out why you two are put together. He threw them their manuals when they turned their backs. These fell somewhere between the Earth and the Clouds. We won't see those ever again. Beep* & Boop* had to live together without manuals from now on. How that will find its conclusion you guys will see in the next series. Wow, that is a beautiful story Boop*! However… I'm not available she said. Not yet. So that means Ever. I told myself. In my humble masculine opinion that is.