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Thorsten Zöller
@thorstenzoeller@exquisite.social
mastodon 4.5.19-EXQ1.01+glitchTheoretical physicist by education, #vegan, wannabe Ashtangi.
#openbsd and #vi lover. 
#plaintext advocate.
Born in Germany, European citizen 🇪🇺
Profile picture: Me, a middle-aged man, with bold head and somewhat unshaven, wearing glasses and smiling a bit weirdly.
Header picture: Voronoi diagram consisting of triangles, colored in a purple-to-orange gradient.
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Joined July 06, 2024
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deep soothing silence
when the wind storm is over
paths strewn with branches
#DailyHaikuprompt #haiku #poetry
cicadas chirping
smell of spring filling the air
in this balmy night
old windmill spinning
slowly in the gentle wind
creaking now and then
the last infusion
was a tad bland already
high time for new tea
red hibiscus buds
patiently developing
their graceful beauty
new life breaking through
the fertile soil, fragile young
lavender seedlings
thinking about it
the beauty of a rainbow
is truly gorgeous
gusts of wind driving
clouds across the rainy sky
more autumn than spring
new leaves sprouting on
trees and shrubs, turning bare brown
into bright lush green
shaking in the wind
caught on a broken sea shell
a torn plastic bag
opulent gardens
filled with captivating scents
ambrosial joy
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blue crocus blooming
at the forest clearing's edge
unassuming gem
dancing in the rain
not waiting till it's over
living in the now
thunder far away
suddenly the sun breaks through
the ominous sky
pages turned yellow,
faded letters - old records
from a distant past
airing out the room
releasing the old and stale -
let the freshness in!
future butterfly
caught in a whitish cocoon
hanging from a branch
what will we find on
our quiet pilgrimage
back to ourselves?
like a kitten's tail
peeking out behind the rock
yellow birch catkin
lone swallow circling
over rough waters; tiny
dot in the vast sky
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@CommonSparrow@mindly.social Thanks a lot, glad that you like it and that you have such wonderful memories! It's a pity that we often loose so much of the lightness we had in our childhood when we grow up; we rather do the "sensible" thing and stay at home when it rains instead of enjoying a simple pleasure which is right in front of us. Thanks for sharing this beautiful memory!
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@stefano All the best to your wife and you. "This too shall pass", as the saying goes - a very deep saying indeed. Good things will pass, and bad things will pass.
When I was a child, there was hardly a day I didn't run. Running was a completely natural method of locomotion - maybe the *most* natural method. I barely walked; most of the time, I ran. And when I walked, I almost had to force myself to do so, to overcome my urge to move (and to move *fast*) and to release energy.
Nowadays, there is hardly a day I *do* run. Running has lost all of its naturalness; when I do run these days, it feels unusual, and certainly not normal and natural. And when I run, I often have to force myself to do so, to overcome my inertia.
I think the message here is pretty obvious.