EVERYONE WANTS LOVE BUT ALWAYS ON THEIR OWN TERMS
EVERYONE WANTS LOVE BUT ALWAYS ON THEIR OWN TERMS
he speaks with pleasure and not badly, but still only within narrow limits.
hope is just a word, but it’s other stuff too
asking questions means opening chasms that only the foolish are not afraid to cross.
and i was like
i don’t do this
and then i did
Quantum logic teaches us not always to look for the reason, not always to look for a causer, not always to look for a place of origin. And not to look for gods and devils behind it.
remember
outside your brain, there is just energy and matter
our shared reality is not real. it is only shared
There would be much to improve, if only one were dissatisfied enough
i just wanna say from the bottom of my heart: it’s a lovely day
Die Welt versteht sie nicht zu würdigen.
Ihre besondere Art von Witz versteht sie nicht.
the safety valve of speculation is: it might be so
there are so many truths
You may not have any influence on the downfall, but you do on your own preparation for it. One’s own preparation – with all its meticulousness – is therefore also a means of self-empowerment.

nothing to see here
there are so many truths
this is a time of triumph!
i know it’s absurd, but i am right
and so we left
it is lovely hanging out with you guys
there seems to be this notion, that society is ending.
But the fact of the matter is, it is just about to begin.
nothing to see here
don’t know shit about fuck
I do not always have to agree with me
social niceties are the first casualties
we feel a longing for presence, for reality.
I am on my journey home
this world is alien to me – and i to it
the story of life is quicker than the wink of an eyeÂ

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At the speed of light time stops changing, because it contains all change.
there is nothing to understand
There is no fulfillment, but there are wishes that last for a long time. A whole life long.
happiness is easy
enough with humans!
A life accompanied by excellent people, advice, applause and orchestral music, but basically alone.
The world is constantly slipping on a banana peel
we have to be terribly selective about the information we choose to remember.
you asked for it
She feels as if she belongs to her family, but moreover to another, forever lost to her.
This is not going well, this is not going well, it roared in her ears