Still alive.

hello there. I am still alive.
Well, you could call it that. Basically, I survived that long because I prepared. I have done my homework.
But first, a quick explanation of why I am not going to post anything relating to my location.
I have heard the stories. being one of the few people here in germany, I have had a CB - Radio, since before it all started.
I listened to nights of horror, when the first stories came through dealing with the militias in the US. How they basically took people out pof their safe havens, on some kind of a power trip, and put them in camps.
There. I said it. Concentration camps. We germans, perhaps mpore then any other nation, have been told from a very young age that we should be liberal. That we should be free. If not for the purpose of freedom itself, then for the good of not repeating that ugly part of history.
That is why I hid, when they came. When they asked for the sick and diseased. I was not home, my door barred with my bed, whiole I cowered under it.
I still remember the anxiety of thinking that they where the police, and that they would bust my ass over the lousy two Pot-plants. How stupid I have been.
Well, the Bundeswehr had allways had a record of being good at crowd controll. I have heard it all. The rioting, the looting, the war crimes....
they claimed that they just shot those who deserved it, those who were trying to destroy the democratic fundament of our society. Dogs Bollocks, I say.
they picked out the trouble makers. those who knew how to defend themself. Those with their hearts on the right spot, and willing to publicly disobey the police.
It worked for them while still someone cared. While someone said, hey, they are hurting my baby.
With the damn antidote, basically they freaked. Why would you care about a fellow human being getting a bullet in their heads, if it would mean that you could score some?
Well, I did the right thing, I think.
I holed up.
The day of the first shooting of looters in bavaria, I broke in the supermarket. bags of seeds, lighters, noodles, cans and bottles....
I have to say there, I was lucky. Jessy helped me. we hid away about enough food for a lifetime, and then layed low. 90 % of the dorm escaped, as the first cases reached our city. we had much room to fill.
It did not take long....We heard, how the military ordered us to leave, for our own safety. They though it would be easier to controll us if we are all in one place.
They did not let anybody disagree. They hit my pal Soni in the head, as he tried to resist. I could only lay under the bead as they dragged him outside. They came to my door. tried to bash it in.... I was so lucky the door stood up to the task. It was absolutely wonderfull. Deutsche Wertarbeit, nearly 15 cm thick, fire and earthquake resistant. Finally, they perhaps thought I just had closed it really well, or something like that, because they muttered somethi8ng in the northern german accent, and left. I swear, I could hear jessys heart beating.
At that point, we had been laying low for allmost 2 weeks. pissing in a bucket, no smoking, no artificial lights, tv and radio ony with earplugs. We had a lot of time to cuddle and make up....
Well, yesterday, we heard from Hamburg. How the containment center, more a layer of barb wire and a few huts, broke down. How a few thousand zombies rushed through the gates, and into the city.
I know we have it good. we have a total of two entire flats, each at 7 Rooms, plus a bathroom. heck, I have simply closed the entrance door, and not one single motherfucker will be able to get in. And they told me I was stupid.... to live with the foreign students, in the dorm with the thick steel doors, and the one staircase.
Guess I am not that stupid after all.
Well, There we go. Over the radio, they tell that the bundeswehr thinks it is not able to help the people here at all, and is oficcially deserting the Nordlichter. of course, their version is much more friendly, and openly diplomatic, but what the heck. If it means I can take down the blinds, and shit at regular intervals, may it be.
The pot has grown nice and easy... I had no Idea that Biology student had such sweet lit5tle worms in their own recycling center. well, that is it for now, world. I will be back if I feel like it, because I have everything I need. A sturdy safe house, a beautiful girlfriend, lots of pot, enough to eat for a very long time, and the possibilitys of an entire floor full of things. wonderfull, ain't it?