Herbert Pietschmann:
science and faith, professor emeritus of physics [?]

It was in German, however i barely can speak [but can pronounce properly ;] speak german and could catch words, i could understand it, with some help. This some help was a young, very sweet girl, who translated me everything. in the room it was kinda warm, and the air was used, because there were a lot of people, in a small place. So sometimes she’s been speaking, and i couldn’t get what she told me in english.

this whole stuff happened in Austria, during a taize meeting. I just travelled there, because of it.

later in that night, we went back to the city centre, to meet with them, with their group, because we were in the same group, during workshops, so we get know each other a bit. Yep, i’ve forgotten to mention that i wasn’t alone, i went there, with one of my friends, with whom i slept at the same host family. So it was fun. Just imagine how many things can be expressed in a strong hug. I felt it. :$

why do i have to have, and awaken emotions [good and bad, but now i’m talking about good ones] in myself, and others as well, basically who are not from my own country. Speaking English always sets me free, no matter what happens, i Β can say the stuffs, deep from my heart.


About yorkketchikan

I'm just a boy from Europe, as i was told. I'm young, but not for so far, it's not fair -i know it. This isn't my native language, but i'm trying. Started this one for no better purposes than writing in English, because lots of things come to my mind at first in English, sometimes it's disturbing, sometimes not. I love books, rather said: fond of them. I'm not alike anyone else, maybe this is the main problem, not following the mainstream.... If you corner me, I will come out swinging, taking you with me to the seventh hell of the seventh hell. View all posts by yorkketchikan

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