In such a way Gunter spoke

A superstar has a responsibility to the word to lead its intelligence on the masses and to educate her in a way, which enriches its insignificant lives. During I on route am frequent, stop I half-way by a sentence and preach the words of Gunter.

Sometimes the press criticizes me for this. They say that I such stick to the music and my opinions about others not to force. I legend veraechtlich dismiss to the critics. My fans love me. My fans love my thoughts. Why don't you divide my internal Gunter with them?

Sometimes I read to my fans of one of my favourite books, "Moby thick." Are here some my favourite stating lines of the book:

Call me Ishmael.

. . . Hell is an idea, which is carried first on an indigested apple Mehlkloss; and since at that time perpetuated by the hereditary dyspepsias nourishes of Ramadans.

"larva, ho!" now the landlord cried, hurling opens you a door, and inside we went having breakfast.

Is it furious? Anyway it gives somewhat on its understanding, so reliably, how there must be something on a platform, if it cracks.

"they think me furiously -- Starbuck; but I am teuflisch, I am move made verruecktheit! To understand itself this wild verruecktheit, which is only calm,!"

"there it blows! -- there it burns through! A Hump like a snow hill! It is Moby thick!"

Although they are not my words, they are words, which I live past and have me comfort in those lonely and disturbing times given them. My friends, I Gunter, in the morning only humanly after all... godlike humans, but humans nevertheless.

But enough for now. I must stand still. We speak again.