I am back.
Back to Germany. Back to Europe.
Back to the west. Back to water. Back to clean underwear.
I spend so much time thinking about what place I got back to
that I kind of forgot that I am back.
And now after a couple month I get the feeling that I didn't get back.
If you walk through live how could you ever get back to a point which is exactly the same way you left it.
So in that case you never get back - but you may arrive.
Even if you don't go anywhere (physically or mentally) you will move - and while moving, it is all about change.
I guess a good question to ask is: How much change do we want to contribute to our surroundings and in how far do we let the surroundings change us.
One day there will be a big old oak tree in everyones backyard and the roots are going to get so strong that they start to reach the house.
Than we have to make a decision.
Most of the time this oak tree gets our full attention when it starts tuching our house - when it gets into our live.
But are we by then still able to make good choices ?
How would the path we walk on look like when we learn to grow without forgetting about the things we can`t think of.
How would it feel like to live in a world that we can't imagine ?
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'I shut my eyes in order to see.'
(Paul Gauguin)
So if you had to make a choice, what would you save the oak tree or the house?
Dear Miss A.
Well, I was trying to find a way where you find answeres ahead of time...
But if it gets so far - I would not make a choice, come to you knowing that you are taking care of me and we would find the way which is above the problem... =)
Thanx for always reading my thoughts and even puting up with them in daily life.
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