E X I S T E N C E
Fear arises not from the fact that I can fall into the abyss, but because I can throw myself into it.
I DO NOT KNOW WHO I AM
1| Forget everything. Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don’t find yourself.
2| My condition is not unhappiness, but it is also not happiness, not indifference, not weakness, not fatigue, not another interest – so what is it then?
F.KAFKA
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