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Ich hab gestern meine Mappe wieder gefunden, in der ich sie über Jahre aufgehoben hab. Unter all den Briefen, sticht die wohl schönste Männerschrift der Welt hervor - Daniels (R.I.P 23.03.2008) - Zeilen, so jung, verletzlich und vergangen aber dennoch präsent bis zum heutigen Tage. Danke. Danke. Danke...


Dear Mephistopheles

I'm so happy that you gave me this letter the last days. But there are a few things I want you to know...

Anytime, anywhere there comes the point, when a young guy or girl gets hit by the plank of reality. You start to think about everything in a completely different style as you did the 10 oder 20 years before.

I think... better: I know that I am not a tough guy and I know that the time for changes is now. It took me a long time until I accepted this way of thinking, but now I'm at the point I was always dreaming about in my more than the less turbulent life.

I wish you, that you will do your life as good as you can do. You are such a wonderful person. You havve a job that doesn't kill you. You have many friends. (You have all my love) You have enough time to do whatever you want. Enjoy this time with whoever and whereever you want. Nothing could be so bad that you have to look sad at everything around you. And if, then take the little pig I geve you, thinking about something different and - keep smiling!

There were and there will be moments when I ask you if you are sad, but the answer is always the same. Nobody looks sad if thre is "nothing" he or she is thinking about. I know it's hard to figure out, but if there is any problem just come to me and let's talk about. I like you and I like your way of being. So please let me just help you - I know you need somebody to sort your mind...

I'm just sitting here, reading your letter, hanging around in the hammock, enjoying some cigarettes and having a good time with the beautiful images in my head. I really found my "master" in writing letters with some kind of latency in you.

I read your letter every day and every night repeatedly again, again and again. And there are a few things that make sense in two or more ways - but I think to get the answers on these questions I have to follow the wisdom of your page.

I'm really impressed by this sentense that is placed somewhere in the middle of nowhere at this page - absolutely no context to the rest of this page but absolutely out rising...

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It is destiny to meet me,
it is courage to love me,
it is patience to get me and
becoming loved by me is a hellish blessing.
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I don't know where you have got this from but it is georgeous and fascinationg. Well, an absolutely new inspiration for a love-life... great!

Sarah, I'm sorry, but I have to tell you, that I'm absolutely fascinated by everything that has something to do with your person...

I hope I could give you revenge sometime. I'm sorry for the cruel style of writing a letter but when I think about you, my head starts to ride rollercoaster all the time!

You wrote that you have a problem with yourself - your kind of being allone with your mind...

Dear love, I do appreciate all your wants and needs! We gave each other the chance to get in touch in a completely unbiased way and I'm more than happy about what we've made out of this. From the first moment after our first evening aht the Flybar, I recognized that you are wonderful. I don't mean the physical things (well these are absolutely wonderful too) I mean the mental things ... wow!

My dear, I'm sorry but I have to get to an end. It is nearly midnight and I have to leave tomorrow at 6.00h.

Mental leap:
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Someone to hold you tight,
someone to make you feel alright,
everyday and every night.

I wish I was your someone...
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Good night little devil!
Sleep well and sweetest dreams,

Love, *****