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Life is presence. If life is alive, it is in the acceptance of the moment, the moment that presents itself, with all its comforts, with all its inconveniences. Is being accepted, acceptable or uncomfortable? Seen in this way, there is no such thing as unpleasant, unless we negate the only time that is given to …

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„My dear Luise,“ he began, in the usual businesslike tone that was peculiar to him, like the perfectly fitting suit in subtle gray or dark gray and the always shiny black shoes. He never failed to swap the brown day shoes for the black evening shoes at 5 p.m. punctually, although – just incidentally – …

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He stood at the gate, motionless, the night she left. It wasn’t long ago that he had lost everything, everything that was of importance to him in this world, everything and everyone, at one stroke, uprooted and lost, in the infinity of the world, which was nothing more than this one street he knew but …

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„You are the most beautiful rose I have ever seen.“ „I’m nothing special, just one rose among many others.“ “You are also one of those who haven’t read the ‘Little Prince’, but whatever, I say, you are a very special rose among all the others. Even if you think you all look the same, no, …

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You can find them everywhere. Countless padlocks. On bridges. Especially. You can see them all the way to a barrier at the Cliffs of Moher. Some are empty. Others labeled. Name, a date. Sometimes a message. How romantic. I want to think. A seal of our love. One forever. You lock up and throw away …

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God created by His Word. Even before time, He was forever, and began time, and came forth from eternity, and became word, in the primordial unity, speechless, willing, breathing, and His Word became being and life. His word was before language and confusion, yet it was as powerful and gifting as no other word, for …

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