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July 28, 2013

A Man Can Be Destroyed ….

… but cannot be defeated. Hmm…. On my own sea, maybe I also went too far. It’s difficult – if not impossible – to express this “defeat”, to name it, to talk about it, to ask your own self “how do you feel today?”…. We mask our own sufferance - that Silence that we do not want to hear or see not even in the darkness of the night - with laughs, thousands of words expressing knick-knocks, violence, angriness ... life that needs to go on, either we are here or not …. “It’s not so bad after all…”, “Who needed that dream?”, ….”I am fine.”….”It’s nothing” when Everything went wrong. We put a smile on our face, we lie to everyone, from our best friends or our inner self to our colleagues, and we keep going on…. We cannot be defeated…. Why then, in our rarest moments of sincerity, do I feel like this?  

Bird set free

„Every time I find the meaning of life, they change it.” (Daniel Klein) You see, I’ve had a design, and I don’t know where I did wrong. ...