You know, at eight when the bombs were to diminish me, I mourned and experienced Lebenswende. I prayed to Thor whom I didn't know at the time. I wanted him to generate me light when I took refuge reading poetry. Now you have come with your tall words, and I fear not knowing if you are the god to save me or am to be saved from. Now I write page after page but what do they matter to you? They are unworthy literature. They do not heal. I am not a healer. (here)