I will be going somewhere, I know where it is and when, how long and that it will be a new experience. And that all, what I am writing now, will be deleted later, because I hate to read these immature words, that I wrote, when I knew nothing. Because, today we value the knowledge, the cool things, the cool people, the crazy people, the crazy events. Normal things have no value, because they are so normal. So we all try to be special and out of the ordinary. But what about normality. What is this normality? What is the definition of normality? And what, if I live this normality, but for 1 second on each day, I do something completely and utterly mad, outside the ordinary, am I then still normal?
The eye of the slug absorbs more slowly, but maybe more precisely, what happens on the earth. There is no hasty decision, no opinion will be formed in split seconds. The world is a limited space for the slug, for the human too.