It all started with a kiss…

…and ended at the anus of a black cat.

Nonetheless the whole story, as to be seen below, turned out to be as not considered, expected, feared, suggested, predicted, hoped, announced, calculated, wished, guessed, reasoned, suspected, deduced, encouraged at all.

Somehow as Wittgenstein once, with a drowsy, imbalanced heavy head?, wrote into his diary …

When I came home I expected a surprise and there was no surprise for me, so, of course, I was surprised.

to which sorrow isnt foreign

May the day of my birth perish, and the night that said, ‘A boy is conceived!’

.

That day—may it turn to darkness;

May God above not care about it; 

May no light shine on it.

May gloom and utter darkness claim it once more;

May a cloud settle over it;

May blackness overwhelm it.

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That night—may thick darkness seize it;

May it not be included among the days of the year nor be entered in any of the months.

May that night be barren;

May no shout of joy be heard in it.

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Why did I not perish at birth, and die as I came from the womb?

Why were there knees to receive me and breasts that I might be nursed?

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For now I would be lying down in peace;

I would be asleep and at rest with kings and rulers of the earth,

Who built for themselves places now lying in ruins,

With princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver.

Or why was I not hidden away in the ground like a stillborn child,

Like an infant who never saw the light of day?

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