MEMORIES THAT ENDURED
AND
WERE NOT ERASED

Loves - Wars - Moments - Hours - Days and Years. Pain and Joy - Bitterness, wild winter storms of the soul. They were milestones of life, they did not want to be lost and they lived on. The wounds closed, the scars remained, so that they would not be forgotten, some good memories nested in the memory, which blossomed and took root. And so, this writing was born, they were never extinguished. Stories and events, some I lived and some I learned and studied, and this is what I finished. These settled inside me and there, they painted my portrait. They wrapped me up with it, I carry it and will carry it until the end of the road, which I traverse in Life! It is what taught me and I learned, when and how, to keep the windows open, of the soul and the heart. To open them so that the gazes can enter, to become an eternal resting place, for those who bear deservedly, the most sacred title, which is called "HUMAN".

Embrace those readers as well, so that you can walk with your head held high, with a clear soul and gaze, with them on the noble journey, until its end, to be embraced by the morning of the stars when you arrive. With these, I was born, with these I grew up, and I have written them somewhere in a book.

APHORISM

Human! Cast your gaze inquisitively and with great care upon yourself, in front of a mirror. Look into your eyes through your own gaze.

Free your Mind, to read your soul and heart.

Try to get to know yourself, your unknown self.
Only then will you learn if you are "Human".