Almost night, not a dream, was it yesterday?

I’ve met Alan yesterday. After a nap in the afternoon we walked around the beach. The air was fresh, the light messianic and secular. Suddenly Alan mentioned Hubert Fichte. I remember that he said something in German. I did not understand immediately. Today on my way to Haifa some words came back to my mind: “Ich glaube wirklich an Freiheit. Und Freiheit kann ja nur Ritenlosigkeit heißen. Ich habe es einmal die Verschwulung der Welt genannt: in einer paradiesisch-feuchten unschuldigen Weise alle diese rituellen Schranken aufzuheben.”

I think Florin Cali made the pic. I can’t see you, he said.

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