1. Passion

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On the first day of studying philosophy you are told - now you are in university, but where is it a university? 

Is this university buildings? Is University a Grass? Is this university pages? Where is this university?

In plague days, when I look at you through the screen, it occurs to me - 

Where is passion

Is it in the organs? Is it wet? In words?

Where is this passion?

Is it in longing? In memories?

Where is this passion?  

And in front of the blank pages 

And in front of hiking boots 

And on Payne Street in front of red rooms

Where is this passion?  

Perhaps those who were robbed of their soul machine in the days of a global plague know