..free… you might have suspected me to say that when you read the headline, didn’t you? I think I got you. But the sad side is: nothing is really free.perhaps theres something we did for getting something we want any time we get something. Sometimes I have that feeling. But thats not what I wanted to talk about.
Its a call to everyone to whom it matters how people feel. Its a call to save their souls, the lost ones, the sad ones, the lonely ones and so on. I suspect our society to overlook most problems of other people on purpose and after that complain about the consequences. If we all would just care a bit more about those people around us, there were so many smiles more in this world…. but never mind. Best things in life are gone because noone cares… but we can still get them back!
In those times, when I am thinking a lot about my friends and fellows, I realize, that I’ve gotten more dependant on some people than I thought. The person, I depend on most once said to me “If you want me to give a good advice to you, don’t get too close to people, cause this might hurt you and them more than you might want!”. Actually she was right, but sometime it seems like one has to be hurt to see, that one is still living and theres still life! Even though its very ironic, that I was depending on her more than she might have realized in that monent already, when she told me so.
I believe there is some kind of people, which I call usually “Seelenmensch” (“Human with a soul” translated literally). Those people are easily hurt and broken, if life judges them wrong. Sometimes I think I am one of those, too and sometimes again, I think it can be much worse. I feel sad when I recall that it are always the good ones to be hurt and broken. It are always those who can’t beare more than they already carry and those who can’t let go of their old precious feelings. Those who know me a bit longer might have notices that I am much like that, too. I am unable to let go. This is what keeps me from advancing and what keeps me from being happy, but it also keeps me alive. I often realize that I am not alone with that feelings, and even if it might hurt me to be like that, I am happy I am, because this helps me to help others.
Have a good night and wake up with a happy and confident face 
your starseeker (who seems to be looking into a pool of shiny little stars on his heaven all night long, trying to make the fading ones shine again)
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