Inside the brand-new museum

There’s an old synagogue.

Inside the synagogue

Is me.

Inside me
My heart.
Inside my heart
A museum.
Inside the museum A synagogue, Inside it
Me,
Inside me
My heart,
Inside my heart
A museum

YEHUDA AMICHAI

He who adapts himself to every circumstance and every race, like the parasite he becomes another in every host, and takes on such an entirely different appearance that one believes him to be a new creature even though he always remains the same. He assimilates himself to everything.

OTTO WEININGER

In the dark times
Will there also be singing?

Yes, there will be singing

About the dark times.

BERTOLT BRECHT