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Life is too short for boring stories

What is it about, with this unrestrained and unrestrainable longing that is spreading in me, raging in me, like a rapidly growing ulcer that remains without healing and relief because there is no remedy for it? What is it, with this eternally driving restlessness that dwells in me, that takes me more and more into …

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The glitter continues, the glitter of the blue flower. It takes me to a bank. I take out two figures who obviously can’t sit still. Again, and again they hop up, behind the bench, under the bench, pause briefly in order to walk around the bench again to discover something new. I pause for a …

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The beauty of the moment is its blossoming.The tragedy of the moment is its death.Life takes place between blossoming and dying.Nothing will bring it back.Nothing will stop it.But I always have a choice. Every time again. In the rose garden the glitter of the blue flower appears, which shows me the way. When I wake …

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