Nærmest er du når du er langt borte. Noe blir borte når du er nær. Dette kalles kjærlighet--- Men jeg hvet ikke hva det er...---You are closest when you are far away. Something goes away when you're close. This is called love --- But I do not know what it is ...--- Am nächsten an Sie, wenn Sie sind weit weg. Etwas geht verloren, wenn Sie in der Nähe sind. Das heißt Liebe --- Aber ich Weizen nicht wissen, was es ist ...--- Le plus proche de vous lorsque vous êtes loin. Quelque chose se perd lorsque vous êtes à proximité. On appelle cela l'amour --- Mais je blé de ne pas savoir ce qu'il est ...

I met her, not by chance,
standing in the middle of 
the meadow,
governing all who passed,
all who addressed her.
All on Facebook, but the
net has disappeared.
What do I do?

She said to me:
"Climb the net---
I never leave the meadow.
Cut me a new net...
with flowers white
as snow, how goes worm.

I climbed the mountain
and searched for net...
Among the rocks,
half sleeping, half waking,
no power to the
Computer...

What do I do?
When I came down with my
burden...
I found her in the middle of the 
meadow.
Like a crazy one, I covered her
with all the symbols in my
Computer.

I cut as if the cutter
walked blind...
No Facebook,
No Net,
No power,
So I cut from one air to...
as if air were my forest.