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Lessons Part VII

It were little things, but slowly, steadily, I felt how I changed. Little things, the way I stood, spoke, dressed and even the way I held a glass. He was never angry with me, but he had a certain authority … Continue reading

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Early Spanking Implements and Physics… The Insel Hombroich Museum

Yeah, slightly deceptive title. It’ll get more clear soon enough. Today (yesterday, actually) I enjoyed one of the pleasures of being an Art History student: I got to visit the Stiftung Insel Hombroich Museum near Dusseldorf, Germany. It was a … Continue reading

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Lessons Part VI

As if my little question about where he lived had stirred something, we started meeting in other places than just the library. We “went public”, and I saw people I knew watch us, and I knew questions would follow… but … Continue reading

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Lessons Part IV

He had called a cab to drive us to the train station. I loaded my small bag proudly into the trunk of the car, and it may have been my imagination but I think he nodded approvingly when he saw … Continue reading

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Lessons Part III

We knew each other for approximately four weeks, in which we had spent quite some time together, when he asked a very unusual question. He never asked me questions unless they considered my language skills, so the occasion alone had … Continue reading

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In Memoriam: Das Machin (My Calculator)

So yes, I am doing an in memoriam post for an object. A calculator. My calculator to be precise. A slightly battered TI-84 with my name engraved in the back. Das Machin, as I nicknamed him. Today I have said … Continue reading

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Lessons Part II

When he started teaching me his language, I didn’t even know his name. We never made appointments, we never set hours or targets. It was casual, pleasantly without obligation. I went to the library every day, knowing I would find … Continue reading

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Of you and me and the ground on which we stood: a poem

My person is the person of others, personified evil for you and the saline taste of life’s water for me. Erasing the words your voice has etched in my skin is not to my desire. Rather I would have your … Continue reading

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Riemann’s Musings on Life II

I told you I have good imagination. When I tell a story, I can feel it. My stories are as vivid to me as my memories. More vivid even. My world of dreams feels more real to me than reality. … Continue reading

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A Big Black Hole And A Cherry Tree (Psychosis Pics)

Sometimes there are no words to explain a feeling. This place is the place where all my happiest memories were made. The place where all my dreams were conceived. The last place where I was free of schizoid sorrow. I … Continue reading

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