Wednesday, January 28, 2009
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guess is slowly getting rid of the antibiotic using this unfortunate disease. She kept me for over a month. Intensified and retreated. But she was, primarily as a dry cough. Now we were with him last rumblings and sore ribs. Apparently, the soreness in the intercostal muscles overtaxed.
The last time I withdrew completely from life. But I wrote to work on, even during the worst attacks of fever and cough. Then, writing comes to an end. Until about 10 pages to the end of the last chapter, then the introduction and conclusion to the whole. So much has already been, but I can not let go, because it also has to be written. Put an end to what I wrote over many months. An interesting adventure. Nice school.
also nearing the end of your stay in Munich. It will be a total of four and a half years. The longest time which has so far spent in one place since I was a Jesuit. We do not know what this has done time with me, but I guess I'm a different man than the one who came here over 4 years ago in Rome.
waiting for me, Krakow and a completely new task. I'll be prepared to teach students the philosophy that I studied here.
And besides, I'll be a little occupied our house.
But it's too soon. Meanwhile, have yet to be applied to writing. Then, if health permits, I will go for a few days for skiing. I have no company, so all alone this year. Unless someone go with me?
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Thigh Keeps Twitching
...
I'm going through the streets
It's cold but I'm well dressed
I do not mind I'm just
That's all I
In addition to disease
you want to finally get rid of
I'm going through the streets
It's cold but I'm well dressed
I do not mind I'm just
That's all I
In addition to disease
you want to finally get rid of
Friday, January 9, 2009
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death and love goodnight
inspired me to think Woj Dead Man Walking, "In the face of death, I learned what love is."
Death is the touchstone and measure of love. In her face you can only identify true love. Yes, true, I'm not afraid of the word. Because death is real. Nothing is more powerful illusions of deprivation than it is.
Two sentences, which they explain it: "There is no greater love than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends" "For strong as death is love." There is no more radical religion of love, than the statement: "Today I am ready to die for your life." So apparently they said the Indians from a tribe. For someone to give life does not necessarily mean the place for someone to die, even though it is the ultimate meaning of this expression. You can pay for someone life by giving myself to him, forgetting about himself, discarding the self to him. I am not concerned here about some kind of cierpiętnictwa and samoudręczenia. It's all about being with someone who affirms the life of another, even at the cost of his life. Finally, not only the death turns out to be the measure and gauge of love, but love turns out to be the only reality, according to which death can acquire meaning. Because love is not as powerful as death, she is from her powerful ...
inspired me to think Woj Dead Man Walking, "In the face of death, I learned what love is."
Death is the touchstone and measure of love. In her face you can only identify true love. Yes, true, I'm not afraid of the word. Because death is real. Nothing is more powerful illusions of deprivation than it is.
Two sentences, which they explain it: "There is no greater love than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends" "For strong as death is love." There is no more radical religion of love, than the statement: "Today I am ready to die for your life." So apparently they said the Indians from a tribe. For someone to give life does not necessarily mean the place for someone to die, even though it is the ultimate meaning of this expression. You can pay for someone life by giving myself to him, forgetting about himself, discarding the self to him. I am not concerned here about some kind of cierpiętnictwa and samoudręczenia. It's all about being with someone who affirms the life of another, even at the cost of his life. Finally, not only the death turns out to be the measure and gauge of love, but love turns out to be the only reality, according to which death can acquire meaning. Because love is not as powerful as death, she is from her powerful ...
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