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Wer bin ich?

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Ich bin in der ganzen Welt. Wo auch immer Menschen sind, da bin ich. Ohne mich geht es nicht. Ich gehöre dazu, doch ich bin nicht oft willkommen.
Mein Körper ist flüssiges Glas, dass die gefühle reflektiert, aus denen ich gemacht bin. Ich bestehe aus Trauer und Schmerz, aus Verzweiflung und Hilflosigkeit, viel zu selten aus Glück. Mich gibt es überall, doch niemals bin ich gleich. Ich werde aus der Trauer geboren, nehme sie mit mir und sterbe schließlich daran. Doch ich kehre immer wieder, ich befreie, ich helfe, doch meine Gegenwart ist unerwünscht, weil sie Unglück bedeutet.
Ich bin der gläserene Spiegel der Verzweiflung.
Ich bin die Träne

endless lost
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mhm...seufz....*zwinkers*

:-1037
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[...]The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.

“Who are you?” said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, “I—I hardly know, sir, just at present— at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.”

“What do you mean by that?” said the Caterpillar sternly. “Explain yourself!”

“I can%27t explain myself, I%27m afraid, sir%27 said Alice, “because I%27m not myself, you see.”

“I don%27t see,” said the Caterpillar.

“I%27m afraid I can%27t put it more clearly,” Alice replied very politely, “for I can%27t understand it myself to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.”

“It isn%27t,” said the Caterpillar.

“Well, perhaps you haven%27t found it so yet,” said Alice; “but when you have to turn into a chrysalis—you will some day, you know—and then after that into a butterfly, I should think you%27ll feel it a little queer, won%27t you?”

“Not a bit,” said the Caterpillar.

“Well, perhaps your feelings may be different,” said Alice; “all I know is, it would feel very queer to me.”

“You!” said the Caterpillar contemptuously. “Who are you?”

Which brought them back again to the beginning of the conversation. Alice felt a little irritated at the Caterpillar%27s making such very short remarks, and she drew herself up and said, very gravely, “I think, you ought to tell me who you are, first.”

“Why?” said the Caterpillar.

Here was another puzzling question; and as Alice could not think of any good reason, and as the Caterpillar seemed to be in a very unpleasant state of mind, she turned away.

“Come back!” the Caterpillar called after her. “I%27ve something important to say!”

This sounded promising, certainly: Alice turned and came back again.

“Keep your temper,” said the Caterpillar.

“Is that all?” said Alice.[...]

©Lewis Carroll aus:Alice`s adventures in wonderland