We all long
from deep inside
to the place we stood up
and saw a horizon
for the first time
Day 2682, from deep.
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Day 2681, door.
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All doors open and you never know to what remember that the next time you see one because life is better if you expect the unexpected
Day 2680, can you.
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Can you see through the ripples the world around when you are looking down in reflection
Day 2679, you can.
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You can wonder if a camouflaged knot is still a knot
Day 2678, tied up.
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I will never be chosen first because I am tied up
Day 2677, pendulum.
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It is pretty transparent how you sit there high and dry you would almost dream of a just afterlife for a payback but also there I imagine is right the choice of a pendulum hanging from a high point
Day 2676, do you.
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Do you know what you lost belongs to where you found it
Day 2675,
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Friedrich Nietzsche
Human, All Too Human II
Mixed Opinions and Maxims
279 Not mistrusting our feelings. -The womanly saying that we should not mistrust our feelings means nothing more than: we should eat what tastes good to us. This may even be a good everyday rule, especially for moderate natures. Different natures, however, must live according to a different principle: “you must eat not only with your mouth, but also with your head, so that your mouth’s sweet tooth does not destroy you.”
Day 2674, not in how.
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Friedrich Nietzsche
Human, All Too Human II
Mixed Opinions and Maxims
251 In parting.- Not in how one soul draws near to another, but in how it distances itself from the other, do I recognize its relation to and affinity with the other.
Day 2673, stay?
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If you step away ever so slightly you may turn around to see what’s left of what the others already can’t see the imprint you lose if you want it to stay you have to stay
Day 2672, fantasy.
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Is a memory of a long-forgotten trip to a faraway side better than a fantasy of a journey to where you want to go even if you never go
Day 2671, does it.
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Does it matter which part of the chain you break?
Day 2670, permanence.
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I know that the clouds change more then the mountains that move underneath. But what has more permanence? Change? Or a slowly eroding mountain?
Day 2669, day in the valley
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The mountains in the distance is still catching some evening sun when your day in the valley gets darker
Day 2668, me.
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I listened silently to what the stranger in me tries to say I only know that it moves me
Day 2667, at all.
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For some reason it is often unclear what buttons to press for to get started but obviously easy what button to press to stop it at all
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