A quotation from Baltasar Gracian

Baltasar Gracián y Morales (1601-1658) Spanish Jesuit priest, writer, philosopher
The Art of Worldly Wisdom [Oráculo Manual y Arte de Prudencia], § 138 (1647) [tr. Jacobs (1892)]

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Innehalten, um Zeit, Ort, Tagesgefühl wieder aufeinander zu bringen. Küchenlicht, Küchenstille, kratziger Hals, rauhe Stimme. Ein Labyrinth aus Ideen und Konzepten und darüber müde Schwere. Aber immer noch der kleine rote Stern.

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Finally, late early hours and letting go of todays lights. Broken translations, stuttering machinery, unsure whether to still pay a closer attention to what's running uneven below the surface. Morning will have hours to sort things out. Trying to pull together all conscious thoughts left at hand, shaping them into clouds and constellations and miraculous animals solid as mountains fragile as snowflakes and here to stay here to fade with the dawn to draw near. Inner dialogues, watching neighbours on their late night rituals. A drink a cigarette and turning pages. The missing poetry in the sidenotes. Have a decent sleep wherever you are.

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(Randfeierabend, schon vollständig geborgen unter Dunkelheit. Das Viertel schwingt in den Wochenend-Takt ein. Nebenan trägt die WG ihre Getränkekisten vom Transporter gen Treppenaufgang. Ein später Hausmeister verlässt sein Revier. Noch ein paar Schritte vor der Nacht: Immer irgendetwas vergessen. Zu viele Listen und zu wenig Disziplin.)

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Letting the evening pass, once more. Decrypting server messages, but it seems their data isn't of much relevance today. Putting things on that pile to take care of tomorrow, already halfway into the new morning despite still wanting to keep the week away a bit. Indecisive weather, wild clouds and few stars in between, vague ideas of the dreams this kind of night is about to grow. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

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Past 3pm, changeset pushed, documentation updated. Downstairs, the janitor is shelving his tools and other arcane gear in a dirty van, having a cigarette and briefly discussing lighter issues with one of the lower floor dwellers. A strong wind a play of clouds and blue a play seasons and shadows. Early afternoon tales of multitasking and procrastination amidst the change of weather.

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A lot later. Somehow lost touch with the time of week. Trying to get tomorrows agenda straight before noticing weekend and the absence of professional appointments. Rewind. Light of candles, and the intense touch of lavender in moist warm air. A play of shadows a dance in the room across the street, curtains closed and stories left to imagination. People laying the hours to rest, people heading for the city and its more glittering parts. Somewhere in between, humming old music, no words to sing. Have a pleasant night everyone wherever you are.

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Wieder etwas abseits: Schattenspiel auf alten Steinen. Der Duft trockener Tannen- und Kiefernnadeln. Unter Beobachtung durch Eichhörnchen und Tauben. Glockenschlag, Bienenflug, Mittag im Land eigener und anderer Vergangenheiten.

📷 lost-in-moments

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Way beyond 22pm. Accepting to have slowed down a while ago. Emptied the glass again, taking quality time standing in the backdoor frame, briefly staring out into the dark. Grasping a lot of different sounds at once and failing to identify where they belong and what is causing them, in most cases. Except for the constant, wake flow of the creek on its way to the river, maybe. Reflecting on another week passing by, and the ages that seem to have found place in it. Processing some, ignoring others for now. And trying to set a stage for short-term dreams worth being dreamt, heading for the morning again. Have a peaceful night wherever you are.

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Sehr viel später, sehr viel zu müde. Klarheit der Gedanken schwindet zunehmend, fliehend mit dem Tag, der seine Stunden gesehen hat und dessen Anbeginn einmal mehr in weiter Ferner verblasst. An der Hintertür stehend, noch einmal, um die andere Nacht zu atmen, die anderen Klänge zu hören, den Eindruck des Ortswechsels zur Ruhe kommen zu lassen. Irgendwo im letzten Bauernhof bellen die Hunde, der Bach rauscht andauernd und laut, hier und dort blinzeln noch warmer Schimmer anderer Häuser durch die Büsche. Nah der Teich, fern die Stadt, das Selbst getrieben irgendwo dazwischen, verwurzelt, verweht. Nur langsam wird es stiller in allem. (Have a quiet night wherever you are!)

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