@Kekke13

My Father holding my baby cousin,

lucky are those who exit so early from such a cruel & lonely world,

cold quiet & unbearable.

“I suspected that my father’s ripe old age was not a divine blessing, but rather a curse; that our family’s excellent mental gifts served only to excite us mutually; I felt the stillness of death rise around me when in my father I saw a doomed man destined to survive us all, a cross on  the grave of his own hopes. A guilt must be weighing on our entire family;  God’s punishment must be upon it; our family was to vanish, swept aside   by God’s mighty hand, blotted out, erased like an experiment gone wrong.”

~Søren Kierkegaard

1813 – 1855