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+From: Boris Kraut <krt@nurfuerspam.de>
+To: undisclosed-recipients: ;
+Date: Tue, 09 May 2017 23:27:41 +0200
+Message-ID: <20170509232741.978QZp@ubuntu.local>
+Reply-To: Boris Kraut <krt@nurfuerspam.de>
+Subject: [.plan] I am a rock
+
+Please don't trust me, since I cannot guarantee that I will be "always" there
+for you. I cannot guarantee that I will always be there at all. However, I am
+pretty much a rock. I dont change or move a lot. Sometimes I get submerged in
+the tides of life or a storm of whatever people tend to throw at me. But while
+this all leaves scars, while I wear off, get eroded by the sea, I indeed
+havent moved a lot. I am still here, and I intend to stay that way. This does
+sound boring indeed, I am not "fun". I do change, because change just does
+happen and -- for what its worth -- change is necessary to evolve, but I am a
+rock after all. I stay right here. I have seen a lot of the world swing by,
+stay for a while and then move on. Some said fare well, some just are gone.
+Where did they go, werent they supposed to stay? Werent we brothers-in-arms? I
+don't know. They moved, I stayed. That might be an ego-centric way of thinking,
+but I am not ego-istic, selfish. In fact, I care a lot for others. I try to
+help and support them, like the pigeons and seagulls used to come by for a
+landing. They are gone now. But then again: I am a rock, what do I know? Maybe
+they are angry for me not following them? I dont know. I dont follow. I stay. I
+am a rock.
+