"They seem to walk on air
And they act pretty strange
They live around us
But you can't recognize them
We can't communicate
With their one-way brain
No matter how you try
You just can't understand them"

-  Eiffel 65, Another Race Lyrics

In This World

love has no color

yet how deeply

my body

is stained by yours.

- Izumi Shikibu: In this world

Rumi: In the slaughterhouse of love 

 In the slaughterhouse of love they kill only

the best, none of the weak or deformed.

Don't run away from this dying.

Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.

(Interpreted by Coleman Barks)

 Gregory Orr, "Like Any Other Man”

“ Mint bármely más ember

késsel születtem
egyik kezemben
s a másikon sebbel. ”

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eredeti

   

- Preyssinger, Ludwig , Taf. I. Sun and stars.  1855 Celestial Atlas