A man walking across a field encounters a tiger. He fled, the tiger chasing after him. Coming to a cliff, he caught hold of a wild vine and swung himself over the edge.

The tiger sniffed at him from above. Terrified, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger had come, waiting to eat him.

Two mice, one white and one black, little by little began to gnaw away at the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him.

Grasping the vine in one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!

Sarah is the woman with an amazing Arsch. come and see her website today.

www.sarahbigbutt.de

Thinking is more interesting that knowing, but less interesting than looking.

Whatever interests, is interesting.

We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want.

The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes - ah, that is where the art resides.

I have nothing to say, I am saying it, and that is poetry.