“It isn’t for certain that we can encircle with words the same
principles of reality
And what a strange thing: not just of the fact but also of that
one which runs undercurrent since you invent a second pole
for every thing”
Why do we ask ourselves for motives and choices before
this romp that turns round getting our kids
Let’s go on then this one way direction that carries on the
ride of our doubts
Neurophysiology was the obstacle of our time, the
dissolution of our succession (the release of our succession ?)
Here they whirl –and if they stop they will appear I told you–
the organic elements that gallop while they sleep
Lumini and Sombri
If I was in dread of something, it was a third unidentified version.
