The lavender has stained my skin and made me strange

People ask me how I’ve changed

I say it is a singular road

And the lavender has stained my skin

And made me strange

 

The lavender is tall and reaches

Beyond the heavenly cover

I plough through this furious world

Of which I’m truly over

There is in the world only one way, on which nobody can go, except you: where does it lead? Do not ask, go along with it.

Nietzsche, Schopenhauer as Educator

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