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what kind of feminist am I?
what kind of philosopher am I?
what kind of human am I?
what kind of woman am I?
who the fuck knows…
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i am changing, as life, as weather, as season, as time.
as time.
as time.
as time.
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i was writing about this house
and i meant my imaginary house
…
i was writing about this garden
and i meant my imaginary garden
i meant my soul
if i think about my life
i think about creation, acceptance, exchange, development, conversation, silence. thinking processes. ideas.
new as old perspectives.
i think of progress.
even of rest
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i say thank you to myself today
i say thank you to myself today
i say thank you and i love you to myself today
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i leave and return
we are not seperated
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last week i met a young mathematic at the clinic
he speaks that soft, clean, posh english
his boyfriend is english
he was reading a poet
and started reading it out loud :
„you lose your love when you say the word mine.“
(by Neil Young)
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(i am repeating it right now)
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human….
human…
human….
human…
difficult…
human…
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the answer is : a hug
by the way
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we fail and learn
we fail and continue
we fail and fight
we fail and loose sometimes
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we laugh and we cry
we fail and we win
without anger
no joy
–
„you lose your love when you say the word mine.“
