Gurru Gurru returned from doctors.
The diagnosis was death. And the diagnosis was incorrect. He will live. White coats triumphant.
For how long?
Health or simple illness doesn't mean you will stay alive forever.
Liiva wrote from Egypt. As always, his letter was without any comments.
BEING (if you will, EXISTENCE)
and was the beginning there
which i needed no more
at all
and was not the beginning there
which i needed so badly
sky/heaven didn't care at all
no word, no rain
about my being (or existence)
i came
i didn't
i was
i wasn't
nobody cares about my deeds and thoughts
i will set up myself further from myselfishness
no more home
no more floor of lake
or sky/heaven high above
i will try to be in nowhere
(nepal kathmandu dhanyabad)
but i won't succeed
i was hard when young
now not young, not brave
and not wise
and nothing/nobody
going into less minutes than hours less seconds than minutes