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contains, what a diary should contain…

lost we are, anyway

Nothing to win. Everything to lose. We have a life. Only one. The one chance to live it. The one change to find the right way. Anyone mentioned here something about a secret path called the Right Way? Who is … Continue reading

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some diving

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The darkness within

Once something big happened, something that made us sick of being afraid, it might stay a while with you. Even if everything went fine and things worked out: The time of terror leaves some deep grooves in the mind. Thoughts … Continue reading

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the nonsense about words

Nothing should be said. All reality is described by words and all reality is beyond all words. Words just simplify the world out there. Words make connections which are not there and announce scenarios which cannot be real. Words tell … Continue reading

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winter tales… part two….

Sometimes time teaches us something in a different way: Sometimes time tells us that it will be left behind – after a while. Sometimes we cannot see this end being trapped somewhere in the darkness of the hours and days. … Continue reading

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winter tales. part one.

Winter ends all things. All that was alive needs to die. Cold air will fill the lungs and hearts of the ones who still breathe and are left behind. The heartbeats pump the cold blood against the time. A time … Continue reading

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about power

It happens that we end up in arguments or we even find ourselves within a war nobody ever wanted to start. It starts somewhere based on whatever kind of emotional decision or scenario. This first scenario triggers a certain reaction … Continue reading

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some monsters

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when night falls

Everyone moves along paths we did not choose. We start somewhere we never had the chance to think about and we end up on paths the map did not even show at the beginning. There is no map once we … Continue reading

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fading

sometimes a text needs to grow as a picture grows – it starts somewhere and ends elsewhere. Or not. Sometimes it just feels like as something needs to be said but the words are not found yet. It feels like … Continue reading

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