Monday, July 20, 2009

Satellite Indian Frequency List

Christof and the mountains


Christophe was like in nature and we have had many walks together



First climbing attempts in the apple tree

About the Rudi Eller way to Laserz

on Laserz in the Lienz Dolomites,
Red Tower in the background



with Claire and Clemens Evening at Wiesberghaus

When Simonyhütte, with Hallstatt glacier Dachstein


with Claire and Clemens on the edge of Hallstatt glacier


When Schöberl near the Simony- hut

The Schareck, 3123 m Hohe Tauern

Schareck with Sonnblick and Großglockner

The Parents on the Zwieselalm, behind the Dachstein

On Törlwand-climbing

On Predigstuhl-climbing

earned summit rest with Clemens on Predigstuhl, Bad Goisern

family hike on the eastern shore of Lake Hallstatt

last walk on the common Taubenkogel


Wanderer's Night Song
by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

of you from the sky ,
all sorrow and pain are silent,
him who is doubly wretched
you fill double with refreshment;
Oh, I am weary!
What all the torment and lust?
Sweet peace,
Come, oh come into my heart!


has written in this little house hunting JW Goethe, the following short poem "The Same" in 1780 during a hike in pencil on the wood wall.


An Equal

is over all peaks
Ruh,
felt in all the mountains you

hardly a breath;
the little birds in the trees.
waiting balde only
you rest well.




Altaussee with Dachstein





Which Is The Best Hair Concealer

Christof's favorite musician Franz Liszt


Christof's favorite musician Franz Liszt (1811 - 1886).

He was fascinated by the virtuosity of Liszt's works, and Chris tried to include the piano transcription of Paganini Campanella (sorry, taken by me wrong)


Chris plays Campanella

addition to the familiar music films "Amadeus" and "Impromptu" was Christophe also enthusiastic about the biographical Liszt Film: "are only few are chosen"
English title: "Song Without End" with Dirk Bogarde as Liszt performer
In 1961, this film an Oscar and a Golden Globe Award for best music.


Dirk Bogarde as Franz Liszt






In this film, played the Campanella and Mazeppa, two of Chris's favorite songs. Following the spectacular play of Campanella by Arthur Rubinstein and the no less fiery Mazeppa, played by a young artist at the Tchaikovsky Piano Competition in Moscow 2007





As a final example of Liszt's composition, the art 's Piano Concerto No. 1 in E flat major , played by Sviatoslav Richter.
One was from Chris's big dreams, this piano concerto in a properly arranged form once Molbio perform with the orchestra.





Thursday, July 2, 2009

So Filmes De Zoofilia

The Laughing Christof

Christof at the Casino in Klessheim, Salzburg



Christof and the champagne flute



In Safari Park Gänserndorf with Brother Clement (glasses) and true monkeys



The surprise gift




family fortune










Christof at Weihnachssingen


You are now free to
our tears and wish you luck

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe



Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Fotos Hannah Montana That You Can Send

Christof the dreamer, the thoughtful

life song

I always hear the muffled melody, the melody of my melancholy.
me lies in the ears and goes never.

Pulls me in its spell, can not turn away from me, they
, my melancholy.
seduced my senses, I sing a song full of discord.

Sometimes it comes in the morning, but sometimes late,
my melancholy, and never goes by, this melody.

your song played just for me, my melancholy.
The voice sounds so dull and heavy, dark symphony.

And yet I'm happy, so happy that I've got my melancholy.
I'm not alone, she is always here with me - what an irony!


Birgit Koxeder




In his room at home



In room 841 in the arrow home 3a in Vienna












nothing can frighten him to move any more, for all the thousand threads of will, which keep us tied to the world and as desire, fear, envy, anger pull us back and forth with constant pain, he has performed. He looks back calmly and smiling at the Gaukelbilder this world ...

Arthur Schopenhauer

Perhaps no man at the end of his life when he calmly and at the same time sincere, want to go through it again, but, rather than the much rather choose utter nothingness.

Arthur Schopenhauer