- Forgetting Ignorance
The world is created anew. I often fail to see it and think as if it was still the old world that I knew. I forget my ignorance.
My mother doesn’t own a computer and doesn’t understand how the Internet works. It’s all mundanely miraculous and miraculously mundane to her. I try to explain but realize that I don’t understand it either. I can navigate it, but I do not know who or what is staring at me from the other side of the screen.
- Reflection
I spit out blood from my bleeding gums and, looking at the sink, see my death.
- The Shadows of Memories
One can think about so many things and nothing at all.
How can nothing be something?
How can nothing be?
Can a shadow cast a shadow?
Perhaps within each shadow lies a deeper shadow, just like within the first death, lies the second death.
If a person can be born more than once, it’s possible that after he is dead, he dies again – a death within death from which it is impossible to return. In this second death, he loses not only his memories but the shadows of memories.
When did Eurydice die?