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„Do you really know what heaven, bliss is like?“, I asked you suddenly, and it must have been a frightening question, because at the same moment your book fell from your hand. „Of course not. Nobody knows, because even if there is this sky, no one can give information about how it looks there, because …

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Marriage is an institution, a legal and economic institution in the first place. What the romantics will not like, but in principle marriage is neither about love nor about romanticism, but about the economic activity within the private life a legal framework to give. That is why it is also an entirely bourgeois institution. For …

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On time, I arrived at the appointed meeting place on the implied Sunday, dressed with my most solemn dress. The ceremony was to take place near a small chapel in the middle of the city park. It was not permitted in the chapel. The church shouted hue and cry against this bad habit. But when …

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„You’ve made yourself quite scarce during the last time,“ I recalled, after a brief greeting, with my girlfriend. Well, with my best friend. Actually, I had the guess that a new man had his fingers in the game. After all, we had already done it a few times. It was every time the same. She …

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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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It took me a long time, but I decided. It took me a long time, really much too long, and now I want to change it, because I’m tired of having to be fed up in a drawer, for something I can do nothing for, something that is a whim of nature. So I cut …

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You have never seen me otherwise than in immediacy. Never have you perceived me differently as in the direct opposite. Was there any division between us? Was there ever something that could have seriously blocked the way to each other? Was there ever someone who had the strength to force us to look away from …

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„Today I found a feather from you,“ you said. „I dropped it, somewhere up there, for you, dropped it because I knew it would find you,“ I replied. „And it landed on my shoulder, and I carried it with me. Do you see the imprint? A brandy. It has burnt into my fur, not through …

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And then everything was different. From one moment to the next, there seemed to be nothing left as it was. Or not? The moon was full and bright in the sky, and yet it was different for me. The night air was lukewarm and warm, and yet it was different for me. Even I myself …

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„I need you,“ you say to me. It scares me when you say that. I do not want you to need me, but I want you in freedom and independence. „Do not you need me?“ you ask me „No, I do not need you,“ I reply. It scares me if you ask that. I do …

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