8.8.8 - Etre.

"In dubio pro libertate"

"...we came along with thirst and hunger..."

"Know! love is love
and fate is bitter...
await not now, but love
comes hither!"

"Bravo Alpha"


In true understanding there is an obeisance to the differentness on common soil.

"The universe is never again the same for every word spoken!" (H.P.B.)

The whole world is tormented by words
And there is no one who does without words.But in so far as one is free from words! Does really understand words.
(Rāhula - Saraha, Treasury of Songs, v.88)

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Thank you
(…)They mutter in shock. And their remedies - dry as primroses of a past, lay before them - sunk in their mud. A sharp time and yet a seductive tale. God! They just abhor it!

I A haunt of water and a haunt of stars I


This! Oh, this!

I’ve missed the time that I had stopped
In a single minute of need
I let the liberty of silence speak

Which man would not want to
Save this kind of freedom
To save this right to weep - to let them lead?

A quiet moment
That was my anchor truth
My observation in my own lived youth
An ending of a sacrifice
Of one’s own happiness devised

This! Oh, this!

Was my way in that moment
And this is next to me so dormant
Avenging just a single blink
Sometimes in the dark - it there will sink

I met you - flashing; this, is my passing!
Going through the valley near
Believe me, friend! My dear!
Time is not my helper - never
It is my enemy - so ever!


The Center Of Inertia

She was the light spot in the middle
A happiness for the disgraced
The center of inertia
The harvest fruit of faith

A bit of a relief in a distress
The kind of order in a mess
A precious treasure - to confess

But she loved much all this madness
For the madnesses annoyances
Delirium - an existing tense
And a craving for a little sense


Their monologue.
Their sunken echoes.
Their sensible reverberation.
An anxious sanction.
A suppressed anguish.
A depth.
The ocean.
The emboss.
The rigid ice of raging waters.
In dubio pro libertate
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