Owner of a lonely/better than a broken heart ...

The crows on our cradles?

That's the tragical side of human life:
born into a cruel world out of passion just to die & start all over
again & again!

As if the gods of space & time don't care about what they called into existence
...

The question to each one of us now is not to succumb to death & destruction,
but try to see every moment & situation as a new beginning of a hopeful life
to be shared in love
...

All religions & philosophies
are basically experiments in evolution, attempts to survive, enjoy life & share our discoveries
with other people that find themselves sooner or later in more or less
the same position.

Maybe that's also what my diary is all about: to dig & share life with each other.

Right through all sadness, pain & empty moments the rays of our mental sun shine on us
day by day
...

Why do we live & die?

To learn
how to love & than
say goodbye
...



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