(primarily dated: 30th july, 2009)
I don´t belong to the race of those who can decide on. It would be a vain illusion for me.
My role is other. I’m in the dim room.
My point is to become a whim, a tenure, to deserve the light of her soul. No matter the strict she was, or her wishes could be. Her will is my calling. Her physical appearance is forbidden for me.
And there’s just one remaining true: she is the animal spiritually higher. And her soul is free, inspiring and domineering above all. And I am under her feet.
(The Slave’ snatch)
