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Sonntag, den 31.Juli
Sonntag, den 31. Juli
Nossendorf im 3.Jahr seiner Wiederentstehung.. N. heute, so, heisst Htiler besiegen, durch den die Geschichte es genommen und so gemacht, wie wir es so nun wiedergewonnen. Dass es nicht nur zu erleben ist, dort, sondern auch auf anderer Ebene im Netz aller, ist das, wie es auch aus diesem Netz nun so dasteht, aus allen Teilen im Leben des Werks zuvor, dem Exil der Ferne.
Mag sein, dass sie dies alles abschalten, wie angedroht, wieder am Montag, dann bis bald.

2003

erschienen in Paris,Brüssel
schon auf dem Titel sieht man wie alles zusammenhängt und gehört


Last monday they took my site www.Syberberg.de from the internet. Now they (the Provider 1und1.de) threaten to do this again this coming Monday, if I do not prove the fact that I am the author of my films and have the rights to present them. All of this happens without legal basis. In order to avoid compromising the artifact of these webpages in their totality, also my voice for Nossendorf, I consider eliminating my films myself, although they are through links an elementary component of the whole. If you close us, I promise: we will come back somewhere else. Save as a precaution what you want to see before or refer to:
qualitycheck@1und1.de Re:C34410663R
We have disclosed all correspondences.


I do not know in whose name all this happens.
They have already taken my books, and the making of the films as well. And the theatre. These ridiculous institutions in the meantime rotten. I went to the end of the world, faraway to the beginning of the things amidst the great garbage of the time. To do what is to be done. And now they also overtake and destroy this forum outside of your worlds and media and markets? As henchmen at the behest of people who do not want my films to appear on my website, or block my site in the thoughtlessness of their own ignorance, one still cannot at all be so stupid.I know, I am there on the Internet, under child pornographers, political propagandists of the underground, advertisement types, movie freaks, charlatans of all kinds, but it is also still there what developed and is to continue, just therein a work of one?s own, of the pictures/sounds, words and quotations, in the links of the time as a reflection and collection special to reality at the edge with the center in everything, where visitors can come or share more frequently. Without my site this cannot be done. If you separate that, and simply switch off my webpages, I am also isolated. Expelled, dispossessed again. Like in Nossendorf, the well-spring of this work, the spirit of co-ordination is missing. Why?