These are
poetic experiments.
Man's quest for
the poetic element
never ceases.
He is always
caught in
the eye of awe.
He does not
make the rules now.
The rules change
depending on
the emotion
that time
and space feed him.
He must see
everything with his
wide eyes gaping.
The beginning of
poetry too,
like philosophy
is wonder.
Look and
see.
Do not stop
wondering You
are the poet.
And
everything is poetry.
Wonder.
Wander.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Wiener Schnitzel in vienna
aunt gomolka serves a speciality originating from the Italian "costoletta milanese" - breadcrumbed and fried veal escalope, frequently served with Erdäpfel Salat
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