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We danced to a new year in the utopia of the music and the Golden Oldie songs of love, longing and sorrow that live in our lungs and emerge unpredictably all of a sudden from the depths of our breath caressing or storming full of experiences that make us feel who we are and what it's all about, seize the eternity of our lives in the stream of our breath which is also the breath of others while we are completely engrossed in our presence
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Jan 3, 2023
Jan 3, 2023 at 2:10 AM UTC
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We danced to a new year in the utopia of the music and the Golden Oldie songs of love, longing and sorrow that live in our lungs and emerge unpredictably all of a sudden from the depths of our breath caressing or storming full of experiences that make us feel who we are and what it's all about, seize the eternity of our lives in the stream of our breath which is also the breath of others while we are completely engrossed in our presence
Utopia: the word whose meaning lies midway between "not-existent place/society" and "good place / happy society" Carpe diem = Seize the day (Horace, 23 BC) Carpe aeternitatem in momento = Seize eternity in the moment (Ernst Bloch, 1954-1959, in: "Das Prinzip Hoffnung" / "The principle of hope") Collection "The drama"
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Jan 3, 2023
Jan 3, 2023 at 2:10 AM UTC
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