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A young body in an old world? A soul in a body? Or vice versa. The remnants of internal emigration, the fate of humanity. Just perspectives that need to be overcome. With reason? With faith. I believe in order to understand. All those Zahradníčeks and Holans... they knew it. Eva Marie Růžena knows it too. She knows about the edge of the universe. Don't be afraid of big words. But big words leave your mouth dry, and the world is thirsty. What remains when even faith is gone? Poetry. Address your neighbor, the One. Don't wait for the morphine to rain down. Patience. Until the heart ripens and the tree grows. Until the monastery of humanity is opened by the spring bees.