Broken Crystal Blues --- Once I was a crystal, and they admired my facets and the sun's rays through me, twisting me in their hands this way and that. Now splintered, they think I'm just a bunch of broken glass. Although look - it's me, the…

Someday there will come a time when there will be no Monday. And there will be no need to remember about work or to follow the schedules. For some, it is temporary, for someone forever. For Anton 06.06.2021 Robert Frost - On Looking Up…

Lebenslinie (Life Line) Life, if you look back at your own one, or at the stories of others, often seems to be presented as an ornate line. This line is trying to branch out, but since a person is indivisible, that lifeline is always one, but…