A deserted library in the morning – there’s something about it that really gets to me.
All possible words and ideas are there, resting peacefully.
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
“People with dark souls have nothing but dark dreams.
People with really dark souls do nothing but dream.”
– Haruki Murakami, Hear the Wind Sing
You never really hate anyone as much as someone you cared about once.
– Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
All this walking around.
Circles, yes, most times in circles.
Mile after mile.
After some time i found the way.
A straight line.
A long one.
I started running.
My shoes start to wear out.
I wonder how long they will last.
It’s been some time I’ve been running around.
Following the path in front of me.
Occasionally tried to break through the walls beside me.
Just to look down and continue on the path in front of me.
Left with some scratches on me.
Every now and then i find some water.
Even some food i managed to catch.
Just enough to stay alive.
Just enough to keep me on the track.
Only some miles more.
I try to tell myself.
Looking down this path.
Starring into an endless horizon.
Never asked how far i have to go.
Never dared to ask why i have to take this path.
I just know it is worth it.
What could be worth all of this?
Sweated my shirt long ago.
My trousers are worn out.
My hair and beard start to hinder me whilst walking.
Make me stumble and slow me down.
This long path in front of me.
And i am getting slower and slower.
Then i tripped and came to a halt.
Here I am now.
Kneeling and asking.
Is it really worth.
Then she took me in her arms and said:
“Finally you waited for me.”
say what you want,
say what you mean
question yourself are you really what you seem?
say who you are,
say what you mean
question yourself are you really what you dream?
– Dispatch – hey hey
I fix things that are broken.
I break things that are good.
When you approach me verify what applies to you.
And be sure that you really want that.
You ask why we give our Ships’
Computers normal Emotions?
Do you really want a Warship
Incapable of Loyalty?
Or of Love?
– The Unshattered Allegiance, High Guard Frigate Artificial Intelligence Rights Activist, C.Y. 7309
NO, Mr. Lawrence, it’s not like that!
I don’t mind telling you
I know a thing or two about love,
perhabs more than you do.
And what I know is that you make it
too nice, too beautiful.
It’s not like that, you know;
you fake it.
It’s really rather dull.
– D. H. Lawrence