Als wir eines Tages über Freiheit und Gerechtigkeit sprachen, saßen wir gerade bei Steaks. Ich esse Elend, dachte ich mir, als ich den ersten Bissen zu mir nahm. Und spuckte ihn aus.
Just slow down. Slow down your speech. Slow down your breathing. Slow down your walking. Sloow down your eating. And let this slower, steadier pace perfume your mind. Just slow down ...
Carry you in my heart Carry you in my soul Carry you in the empty streets that I walk all alone Carry you in my hope Carry you in my fear and even in my dreams.
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn't leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I would remain in prison.
