the way he bends over his elbows on top of his finger
under the lamp; one can sing with his eyes
can draw with his feet, the way he stops over the land
inside the dirt
the biggest task is to find the source of
the meaning of
'be'
One can play with the different beings of answers
The most personal task is to build the questions for all
...
III
Covered by the rhythm
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Covered by the rhythm, the rhythm of your words, and thoughts.
Any chooise is difficult. I like to remind Jean Paul Sartre´s words about being. One is one chooses. One is made by the decitions one takes. No way looking back, just going on. Like the existesialism view of being oneshelf.
Back again, a bit better...and you are right, things have changed, just because time moves and the river´s water is not the same although it seems.
Thanks.
birds are singing incessantly, like trying to keep up the faith, the illusion of the summer that is only about to come, i still have snow in my garden- and water and mud. everything is brown, but about to burst.
so much warmth in your photos and so much bright light!
you have been on my mind...
thank you for all the flowers here!
Thank you both!
I have recently moved to the new house and have no internet connection for the time being. Soon, I expect.
See you soon then! All the best to you,
Finn
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