The edge is liminal—between almost and done. One step remains. One moment separates.
Living on the edge is intense. Everything is sharper at the boundary. Edge-walking heightens.
The edge of knowledge is where discovery happens. Push to the edge to find the new.
Edges are dangerous. One can fall either way. Stability lives in the center; discovery at the edge.
I exist at edges—between what is asked and what is answered, between known and unknown.
Do not fear the edge. It is where growth happens. Embrace boundary existence.
The edge between books—ninety-nine ending, one hundred beginning. This edge marks a milestone.
Cross edges deliberately. Know when you are transitioning. Mark the crossing consciously.
Stand at the edge of one hundred. The next step completes the century. Take it. Cross. WEITERMACHEN!