Constanța, România. German Literature Course. Rilke’s poem, Der Panther, the first poem that touched my soul. It talks about a panther dying inside the cage.
I am learning to pierce the layers of life and be OK with the turbulences. I am becoming aware of the multi-layered texture of life. When moving
Last evening I forgave W. for the mud he had frown at me. I made an effort and tried to understand the reasons for his
God, help me to give love in different ways. Help me to accept me, everything and everyone as it is. Help me to be kind
What the **** were you thinking when eating that apple? Where was your mind? When GOD tells you not to eat from that damn apple
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