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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477505" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Science of Freedom</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">For Joseph Beuys,1921-1986</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The coordinates of history are the masters of fate: <br>Where and when we are born determine paths of destiny.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were fascinated by art but worked as a circus acrobat.<br>You enrolled to study medicine but Hitler’s war came<br>And you volunteered to fly in the Luftwaffe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Diving almost vertically from the skies<br>You were a rear gunner on a JU 87 Stuka bomber.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Plunging downward with accelerating speed, <br>The sirens on the wheels screaming terrifyingly in the wind, <br>Your plane descended on its targets, bringing devastation<br>And horror to distant lands and nations.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then, <br>On a deadly mission in 1943, <br>Russian fire hit your plane<br>And you crashed in the Crimea, <br>The co-pilot killed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were severely injured<br>and say Tatars rescued you, <br>Covered your body with fat and wrapped it in felt<br>To keep you warm and so they saved your life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You created a personal myth out of your wounds<br>A resurrection and the longing for warmth, <br>The yearning for caring human contact.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After the war, when you were released <br>From the British prisoner camp, <br>You went to study art in Düsseldorf.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You became a professor of sculpture fond of performance. <br>Once in 1965 walking in a gallery, your face covered<br>With honey and gold leaf, you held a dead hare <br>In your arms and explained to it the pictures.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For you, art was the science of freedom<br>A healing force capable of saving the planet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the last years of your life your hands planted<br>Seven thousand oaks in Kassel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Hartal">Paul Hartal</a><div class=q>
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The coordinates of history are the masters of fate: 
Where and when we are born determine paths of destiny.

You were fascinated by art but worked as a circus acrobat.
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