#translates

I am ashamed of having survived like this.

But should I have died?

I had my reasons for coming back to life.

First and foremost, to thank the souls who loved me unconditionally without me asking.

Maybe that's why I died,

so that I would remember them.

But not like you remember something with gratitude when someone has given you something - I didn't know what that meant back then, but like death looks at life and envies life. But that was a different kind of envy. An envy that sees. And that's how I came to see how life gave me life for the first time. Then I looked inside myself and saw this life in my heart. Then I knew I had it. And that's how I survived.

Now I feel the urge to give these beings their immortality back.

Because love, believe it or not, is everything that exists.

Everything that was, is and will be. I have to show these people what they did back then so that they can live here and now in a world where a person lives who firmly believes that they have achieved everything that can be achieved in life.

I want to give them the feeling that they deserve:

to be finished and to live happily with me on this earth at the same time.

With someone who has been reborn, someone powerful.

The Latin translates to “Wash your hands and keep your social distance”

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I was learning latin when I realized:

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