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I have fallen in love with someone who hides inside you.

”In the life of a plant this principle shows itself most conspiciously where the green leaf is hightend into the flower. While progressing from leaf to flower the plant undergoes a decisive ebb in its vitality. Compared with the leaf, the flower is a dying organ. This dying, however, is a kind we may aptly call a ”dying into being”. Life in its mere vegatative form is here seen withdrawing…

Everything must change

In the beginning of something new you always have a lot of feelings according to the given event.  It could be anxiety, joy or wonder. All the feelings and thoughts are rushing around in your body.  Maybe you are scared of the changes around you and inside you, you know will come. I have decided not to wonder, not to be scared, but to look at the changes when they…

A journey of letting go

”We donate our flesh to the idea” the Sister says. This sentence keeps rummaging inside me. Making my stomage crumple together. It seems so definitely to donate our flesh, my flesh to the idea. But then I tell myself that it is not just an idea. It is a hope, a dream, that we all share together. And maybe we need to donate our flesh before the dream can come…

while the fingers dance upon the letters it begins

This is it, it has begun. A new day in school. It’s not the first, it’s not the last, it is only one beginning. A break of dawn and soon there will be new days at The School, and it will unravel. Just taste those words, a new old beginning. As we start over and over and over again some starts are different. It could feel like an end, the…

Between the words are questions

Something has certainly begun. Personal depths of old and a curious imagination for the unshaped, moves in me like guests at a polite party. The sound of the clothes flapping silently in the room, the flickering of lights and the noise – and something is here, presenting itself to me. I am all eyes and ears on this party so far, I slip about in invisible corners and observe. The…