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Thorsten Zöller

thorstenzoeller@exquisite.social

<p>Theoretical physicist by education, <a href="https://exquisite.social/tags/vegan" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>vegan</span></a>, wannabe Ashtangi.<br /><a href="https://exquisite.social/tags/openbsd" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>openbsd</span></a> and <a href="https://exquisite.social/tags/vi" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>vi</span></a> lover. :runbsdBg: :openbsd:<br /><a href="https://exquisite.social/tags/plaintext" class="mention hashtag" rel="tag">#<span>plaintext</span></a> advocate.<br />Born in Germany, European citizen 🇪🇺</p><p>Profile picture: Me, a middle-aged man, with bold head and somewhat unshaven, wearing glasses and smiling a bit weirdly.<br />Header picture: Voronoi diagram consisting of triangles, colored in a purple-to-orange gradient

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    giant dragonfly perching on a wild iris rare view in autumn #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    deep soothing silence when the wind storm is over paths strewn with branches #DailyHaikuprompt #haiku #poetry

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    grotesque formations flaring up in the darkness surreal lightning #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    When I was a child, there was hardly a day I didn&amp;#39;t run. Running was a completely natural method of locomotion - maybe the *most* natural method. I barely walked; most of the time, I ran. And when I walked, I almost had to force myself to do so, to overcome my urge to move (and to move *fast*) and to release energy. Nowadays, there is hardly a day I *do* run. Running has lost all of its naturalness; when I do run these days, it feels unusual, and certainly not normal and natural. And wh...

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    the last infusion was a tad bland already high time for new tea #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    thinking about it the beauty of a rainbow is truly gorgeous #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    opulent gardens filled with captivating scents ambrosial joy #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    future butterfly caught in a whitish cocoon hanging from a branch #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    airing out the room releasing the old and stale - let the freshness in! #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    what will we find on our quiet pilgrimage back to ourselves? #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    new leaves sprouting on trees and shrubs, turning bare brown into bright lush green #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    cicadas chirping smell of spring filling the air in this balmy night #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    old windmill spinning slowly in the gentle wind creaking now and then #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    new life breaking through the fertile soil, fragile young lavender seedlings #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    lone swallow circling over rough waters; tiny dot in the vast sky #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    thunder far away suddenly the sun breaks through the ominous sky #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    dancing in the rain not waiting till it&amp;#39;s over living in the now #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    blue crocus blooming at the forest clearing&amp;#39;s edge unassuming gem #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    red hibiscus buds patiently developing their graceful beauty #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    gusts of wind driving clouds across the rainy sky more autumn than spring #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    shaking in the wind caught on a broken sea shell a torn plastic bag #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    like a kitten&amp;#39;s tail peeking out behind the rock yellow birch catkin #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    pages turned yellow, faded letters - old records from a distant past #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #poetry

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    What a great joy it is to walk - the pure joy of movement itself, of feeling ones body, of using it the way it is meant to be used. #joy #walking