Far from myself and close to distances…
We can’t define anything precisely. If we attempt to, we get into the paralysis of thought that comes to philosophers. One saying to the other: You don’t know what you are talking about! The second one says: What do you mean by talking? What do you mean by you? What do you mean by know?
Human knowledge is one thing, human wellbeing another. There is no predetermined harmony between the two. The examined life may not be worth living.
"…dig up her bones but leave the soul alone…"
…a route obscure and lonely,
Haunted by ill angels only
I was drowned
and no, I didn’t try to clasp a bunch of reasons to hold me back.
I let my lungs get filled with the nothingness of everything.
I went down, down, deep down.
went with the gravity of your nonchalance.
I landed at the bottom of your world
where starting and ending means the same.
where philosophy has no name
and thinking means to cease existing.
There I found you.
A name with many persons
O multiple existences,
You have a heart a little larger than the entire Universe.