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There can only be one way to get together, the direct one. There can only be one willingness to be with one another, the unconditional one. And there can only be one time to be together, the now. We sat on our jetty, still flowing around, blown around by the chaos, but already with a …

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It starts very small. It always starts small. Just a spark at the edge of the forest. Pride and sublime, the trees rise to heaven. Decades of growth gave them this enormous height. They do not move, they are just there. And then it comes, this little spark, nestles between withered grasses and leaves, unconcerned …

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Keep still, in the face of the light of the glittering stars and the shimmering moon, in the face of the sparkle of reflection in the water of the pond, in the face of inner permanence, and keep in motion, in the face of the jetty that invites to balance it, in the face of …

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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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She is still gnawing at me, this question, why we just, why you and me. So many people meet us, every day, some fleeting, passing by. Some of them stand for a moment, maybe look at us, change a few words with us, and then they are gone again and leave no traces. Some of …

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It had something special, something quite special, some occurrences. For hours now she was sitting there, musing. The fire flickered in the fireplace. There was nothing to say, actually, and yet, in how many varieties, in how many nuances the flames lurched, how they unified and separated again, how they were pleasingly flattered and dispersed. …

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„You’ve made your way into my life, like a thief in the night,“ I’m tempted to say, but it’s not true. I sat there in the middle of my life, when it suddenly knocked at the door, a little hesitant, perhaps, but not very enduring.

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