16th of July 2019

My crisis is changing her face or maybe just the make-up. But otherwise she stays true and torments me with much sadistic affection. On the other hand, it is so damned easy to admit that all this doing is meaningless. You just have to calculate a bit and you can see, the bill never goes up. You give more than you get and therefore death is inevitable. God has designed it so that everyone has the opportunity to play and to lose the game. It's not a win-win situation, no, probably God does not have much of it either. He sits and watches as the earth turns and that's it. He could also have bought a Märklin railway for children, with transformers, switches and signals. But apparently he prefers to watch me as I turn around myself. Amen.  (B. Kuert)