Gold foil illustration of stars

Roll the Bones

Connecting the Dots of a Wide-open Universe
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What, what am I to do with all of this life?

Gwendolyn Brooks – Maud Martha

We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come. [...] We live everything as it comes, without warning, like an actor going on cold. And what can life be worth if the first rehearsal for life is life itself? That is why life is always like a sketch. No, “sketch” is not quite the word, because a sketch is an outline of something, the groundwork for a picture, whereas the sketch that is our life is a sketch for nothing, an outline with no picture.

Milan Kundera – The Unbearable Lightness of Being

Evertheless

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Arroia

people standing on a stage

Aimonomia

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Starlorn

snow flakes in the dark

Exulansis

Rückkehrunruhe

Trumspringa

Aimonomia

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Zysia

a kite soaring above an empty landscape

Epistrix

several doors standing in a dark room

Lap Year

several people racing bicycles uphill in a forest

Present-Tense

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Adomania

a person riding a horse