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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) 

–

(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

–

we fail and learn

we fail and continue

we fail and fight

we fail and loose sometimes

–

we laugh and we cry

we fail and we win

without anger

no joy

–

„you lose your love when you say the word mine.“