Radioshowhost: Make sure you have your radio on at all times.
And if you get confused, just listen to the music.
It's what I do.
Apheida: I'm a philosopher, and I'm a thinking mess!
Healer, can you help me?
Ruphus: Can I?
Apheida: I don't know.
Ruphus: Neither do I.
Apheida: Why is it so?
Ruphus: I don't know.
Apheida: What can I try?
Ruphus: To let be with peace and love in your heart.
Apheida: The thinking mess? But, it's in the head!
Ruphus: Are you sure?
I was fully
with heart
Voller Herzens
war ich
denkend
as I thought.
Apheida: Sure you were. Not I!
Ruphus: We already know how.
We've just forgotten.
Apheida: Forgotten what?
Ruphus: To remember.
But most of all, we've forgotten to love.
We are humamantis, loving beings born of Earth, after all.
Apheida: Earthly beings full of love?
Loving Earthborn creatures?
Beings born of love? To love?
Earth which carries water,
full of air and fires burning, too,
and voids of space.
Ruphus: Yes.
Apheida: Whatever love is.
Ruphus: Indeed, my dear, love is.
Apheida: Sure, love the art.
But why glamorize the artist?
Ruphus: Expressions of love.
Apheida: I think not.
Ruphus: You're welcome.
