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Nun schliessen sich meine Augen, wo sie einer anderen Welt wie die Sonne aufgehen, die Heimat erblickend.

Errol Z.

My sand is almost in the other half of the hourglass. I think it's time to watch out for the shooting star picking me up. A long way home.

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Having a good day ? Good. And now do not destroy it by overthinking.

Cheers

I know that it is hard to find comfort when everything you had has been taken from you. My words may no longer have a healing effect, but I can tell you this; in the end, sooner or later, it will be time for all of us to give away everything we own, body, possessions, people, great love… Everything. Let things go. Just do it. The heaviness in your heart, on your shoulders. Let it go. Life is a big goodbye-lesson. So listen carefully and be a good student. And who knows, maybe you will end up with a smile at your final moment.

Take care

Errol

What if the strongest man no longer wants to be strong? What if he wonders what it is like to fall and never get up again? What if he finally finds the courage to give up on his dream and is no longer afraid of humiliation? These are the thoughts of an old warrior before he goes back into battle.

Author: Errol Zunic

In how many courtrooms in the minds of others have i been innocently convicted? Who made the judges in them capable of being so sure? I hardly know myself, so how can you ?

Author: Errol Zunic

I came into this world as a sword that many have already cut themselves on. I hope y'all will forgive me, because my nature is sometimes uncontrollable. I am a cocktail that has been mixed from fear, hope, sadness, pain, joy and much more. I am not meant to be drunk by anyone and should have warned those around me not to. It's not easy for me to be a poisonous potion either. I would also rather be simple-minded, even for myself. Just a glass of water.

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Mr. Goodbye

Door bells: "Bing Bong" Me: Hello ? Who is there ? Mr.Goodbye: It's me. D.... (unclear whisper) Me: Who ?!? Mr.Goodbye: D.... (unclear whisper) Me: Louder ! Mr.Goodbye: DEATH ! Me: Say it right away. Come in !

THE END

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People who meant something to me i will never forget. In my mind there is a hall in which they exist as statues. Every day when i enter this hall, i dust them off and think for a moment when i stand in front of them. I think about whether we have not exhausted all the possibilities together before it came to an end. This ritual is my way to express love, even if these people will never know about it, because it all takes place inside of my head.

Freedom can be paid for with 3 coins:

-The coin of fearlessness -The coin of authenticity -The coin of trust

The transaction takes place within yourself, if you are looking for the dealer.

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I would not want to be able to read peoples mind, i like when they open up by themselves. It's always a pleasure to look at them and watch the light in their eyes unfold, especially when they talk about things they love and are fascinated by.

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Sometimes people are not evil, they're just clumsy.

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Disappointments are important to get crystal clear eyes.

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The worst crime a person can commit is the murder of their own dream.

I'm asking myself; if i could mold my soul into a body, how would i look like ? And now imagine a world where your body adepts to your soul. There would be bodies walking around more beautiful than anything imaginable and bodies which are uglier than any monster you ever saw.

Calling life beautiful even if you had a bad one, well... that's greatness.

I did carve this mask for a long long time. I will not take it off now when it's the most beautiful art of piece i made in my life. I'm not me anymore, i'm my mask. And it works.

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