Obwohl die Ströme der Worteuns unablässig überschwemmen,in den Tiefen unseres Ich herrscht das Schweigen auf immer. Khalil Gibran


06. 04. 2012.

Shatter open my skull, pour in it the wine of madness!
Let me be mad, as You; mad with You, with us.
Beyond the sanity of fools is a burning desert
Where Your sun is whirling in every atom:
Beloved, drag me there, let me roast in Perfection.

                                                                      Rumi

         
 

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