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A ceremony. With or without pain. Only the mind holds things sacred, especially its opinions. But if you insist in finding something sacred in this world, then start to know yourself. Nature is your only friend; do not trust a human being who does not know himself. She does not cast her pearls before swine. Her last try is to give up on herself. Let the word sound from a quiet heart. She knows that she has to wait for them to feel that there is no separation and that there is no sea between good and evil. They are not responsible for the longing that remains, as they do not know what they are doing, or do they? Heimat goes bye bye. That angel plays chess with death and death wins and without you noticing, because you looked at death, her music penetrates your strangely open cells. She already washed her back clean from the swastika and other lives, which had sat on her cross for many years. And now she cleans the backs of those that are waiting. In a moment of scared neutrality you glance at pictures of the real world that let the history of light and dark merge into one. But you are free to choose either. There is the unfathomable depth and beauty in every simple thing in every instant of life, not before and not after. In fact the ultimate truth is: nothing you could think of. And why bother rescuing your mind?

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