On a rainy day, when i woke up, i felt there was stolen a kiss from me. And nobody lay beside me. Was it an angel or demon? A burglur? No, everything in home was closed, and i was missing nothing. And still i felt a kiss was stolen. Love was gone, out of me. But who? Till now i don't know, but it was a powerful happy feeling.
at a cold, cold winterday when even tears were solid frozen i saw a woman smiling bright, dresses in a summerdress. i asked her, why are you smiling and dressed this way?? i'm in love, she said. The warmth in my hearth is enough for heating me up. i don't feel cold.
When i returned after ½ an hour i saw she was died. With a smile, but dead. The warmth of her hearth was not enough.
So, falling in love is like music, its like spring and summer. But never forget to think. Otherwise your love is soon col as the winter.
evolution is the human race, the weakest of all, clumpsy and powerless. And what we see now? After millions of years we are succesful in destroying the earth.
Maybe the scientists are deadly wrong.
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