Imagine you join a new class, but you don’t know that you don’t know the language. You must be in the right place because the teacher addresses you by your name. The only thing similar to your old class is maybe the oxygen in the room and the gravity of your body. Then everyone goes back to the checkroom, some are putting on their jackets and shoes, some are not. You’re not sure wether you need to go home now or not. Why do only some go and not all of them? What do I have to do? Where is the teacher? Why isn’t she helping me? Now all the other kids are telling you that you have to go. You ask yourself, why? Am I never allowed to go to school again?

You leave because no one wants you to stay. They push you away. They say: you have to go now. You have no choice. You go. You explore the school building; you watch the river, how the icicles turn into water, how the water makes music; you feel how the earth demands nothing. You don’t want to go home, because you are afraid that your parents might find out that you did something wrong. In front of you on the path, some children stand together and look at you. The closer you get to them, the more angry they seem. Why? Some are from your class. Some are unsure, some are faking it, and some are clearly convinced. Okay, good. You get it. You’re gonna have to go through this. Otherwise you’ll never get home. You’ll never understand what you didn’t understand.

Will we ever understand what we don’t understand right now? We say: yes. In thousands of variations. Based on events and resulting actions, we will all ever clearly understand what was. Other opinions are other variations based on other experiences. We create our own variations and each time we get better at it. In understanding and in reacting to it.

You are life that wants to live, in the midst of life that wants to live.
You cannot give up. You only believe that you can.
Die Aufgabe oder die Aufgabe?

As always
With love
Die Diebe