Monday, December 3, 2007

Morgen.
Prüfung.
Zum ersten Mal so große Angst vor etwas dermaßen komischem.

7 comments:

  1. prüfung? und angst? Lies dann dieses Gedicht, ich umarme dich damit :) Siehst du wie man keine Angst sogar vom Tod hat.

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  2. :) when you make just one step Keti you'll come to my little planet - i think, i have seen you once in the rainbow after the fiary rain :)

    and if you want to stay, you must die before, not after... because there le soir vient après la nuit - are you ready, you have only two weeks?

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  3. I don't mind dying. As long as there will be a rebirth after it. The birth of water is far away, it has to be the birth of spirit. “Because that which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit.”

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  4. But, to be completely honest, I’m afraid of dying. Mostly because I’m afraid, that when I wake up, I’ll be the same person, who had died.
    And may be I will have to die many times that I may be born anew.

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  5. But I will.

    http://youtube.com/watch?v=GAR0WkIQ6mg

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  6. Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
    By each let this be heard,
    Some do it with a bitter look,
    Some with a flattering word,
    The coward does it with a kiss,
    The brave man with a sword!

    Some kill their love when they are young,
    And some when they are old;
    Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
    Some with the hands of Gold:
    The kindest use a knife, because
    The dead so soon grow cold.

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  7. Du brauchst eigentlich nur jeden Morgen geboren zu sein und ich zeige dir, dass es keinen Tod mehr gibt. Die Frage war provokant :)

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