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A small butterfly lands on the disc and makes it very softly-pock-a sound of bouncing and somewhere I associate with, ironically, life. For the butterfly, it may have been quite the contrary, if it has not protected its natural resilience. Rain accompanied him, would always rain is. This is not necessarily wrong, I like rain but I also like the gray and the sadness, the melancholy he brings with him and most people coaxes a reflection of mild depression. It makes them more reflective, and that is exactly like what I do. Nevertheless ... these days are different. The puddles on the street have become deep and the wind that brings cold air cuts deep into the skin, although it is not as cold as in previous years. However, I am longing for more heat ... and the more I yearn for the colder, everything seems to be.

I slowly turn my head into the wind and begin to whisper. Unspoken words that no one would understand no matter how close he or she should be with me. I whisper, without a sound. The wind certainly understands me and if not, it is not so bad, he does not answer anyway. He carries my desire for someone who listens without even one who henceforth be able to. Most have forgotten how to listen .. and I find I always wanted to have it switched off again in moments in which this is unverzeilich. My inner turmoil brings me to the collected my aggression and frustration, which I only want to like it out on the world around them to give her back, where they but the cause of all this is.

In light of the lantern a few small insects dance for their lives. A car passes and cuts through the puddle, so that its mirror image a tiny amount of time no longer dwells in this world. But water is constantly and continuously - and there are also mirror images. I do not dare to see the insects directly. First, because the light would blind me then, and partly because I caught her reflection holds and stopped me in interest. It was about time to stand back and just something to be observed to have to make breathing and the wind in the future ...

to be continued ...