Thursday

the land of lost content

Alfred Edward Housman

Wednesday

But nothing happens.

And I am still waiting by the window; as everybody else. Watching the slow changes of the light, tapping my fingers against the glass, perhaps, throwing a shadow in apathy….
There is silence in the streets. A silence that has long become the norm. The danger can be felt, but it presents itself as mute. Everybody is waiting for it to happen, shadows against a reality that slowly, carefully enters this place, one by one, by one.

Friday

W. Herzog

I don't want to live in a world without lions.

Thursday

Morse Code

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Tuesday

Geburt

Nach der Geburt schreien wir alle. Einige laenger als andere, und manche fuer den Rest ihres Lebens.