[freiheit oder tod]

This world is a forest full of ambition, lust, appetence, egoism, death, mourning, pain, sorrow and worries,...however the sun lights it with care, helpfulness, courage, benevolence, appreciation and above all with love! Sadly the black, exanimated, dull crowns overcast the living roots, the inside, which the actinism try to reach, but futile. Instead they recoil, as if the black would avert them willful. The roots, the hearts are not able to grow, they shrink, until they decay finally. The organism screws up, the trees die and the roots die, the heart dies, the human dies…

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