Before that there was the future, and afterwards there was the past. And in between there was a middle, which was completely missing. Except for this little moment, maybe. This was me. This was where I lived: A temporary solution, das blühte in den Ewig-Anfang- , a sudden morning, der blutete ins Nie-Ende hinein. A broken heart, that was always too weak to hold out! Except for this little moment, maybe ..!
And then, when it was all over - future, past, Beginning end, also death in life, just everything! - a state of not being completely inside followed and not quite yet- Being outside - me, the torn out main part - the skin almost entirely stripped off - continued as a streak of light, into this one moment!
(8.8.18)