Life
I left a tyrannical god for a loving and generous one, then rejected the narrowness and the pride of his human face to embrace the infinite of the universe and to blend in with it; today, I want to exorcize every image and to deal with life.
What do I know about life?
To the devil - that is definitely the word - all the questions: they are only pretexts to temporize indefinitely, to put off living. To ask myself whether I have lived little or badly is not to live. I do not know and do not want to know anything about it. That is: the questions are judgements which lead to other questions and chain me to a merry-go-round which never stops. It is time only to be.
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