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Or we set about breaking down all the barbed wire, liberating the stillness of no-man’s-land, and transforming it into the liveliness of humanity, in which we can say, quite simply, I am. I am. No more and no less. All that cannot be more or less. It can only be everything. Or nothing. I do …

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He lay there a bit, and watched her stroking him. Not that it would have been bad. It was simply not so provided. To be fondled, to be kissed. He had to fondle and kiss. This was evident from the physical constellation alone. Men penetrate. Women be penetrated, for which they have nothing to do …

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I wake up, because I have no other choice, into a givenness. Freedom is not limited by the given condition, but only by the necessity of a given. Of some kind. I cannot change the necessity of the givenness, but the givenness in which I awake. After all. But I also use it all too …

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Inspired by Kieran Halpin „Talking’s Overrated“ „How long has it been?“ I asked you, on that evening when it was time again. Always between the last time and this time. It is always so. „You ask too much,“ you replied briefly. „But it would be important to know how much time has passed since,“ I …

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Amongst people, surrounded, encircled, surforced, fenced, distrustful, anxiously encircled, depending on the temperament, yet so much expanse, this forced proximity in the tram, waiting room, snake, which is a ditch, silhouetted between me and the surrounding, immoderate, silenced, looking at the ground or into indeterminacy, insignificance.

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