Suddenly the old parents' life becomes porous and fragile. And one wishes, that the sun is always shining, for her, when one could not shine even for her. And, I did not do this for my producers; seem ...
Diary_3004_ about my beliefs and writing
If literature is also a kind of sporting performance, then i have winter 20/21 reached my climax. Since then I have actually not been able to develop any more, but regress and grow linguistically, cognitive, mentally and emotionally back. ...
Diary_3004_Expansion of the combat zone; 2
In his first volume of poetry (in search of happiness) it says succinctly in a poem by Houellbecq: "Why can we never, never be loved?" And, I believe, that's the whole poem. Aber mehr muss ja auch nicht gesagt werd ...
MJS im Wald; The Garden of Love, by William Blake
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xDfumvKQ9gM