Being: a stretching between poles.
the meaning my dasein gives arises
from the opposites,
combined, connected.
I once did an experiment,
discovered one thing,
as long as I never looked behind me,
there was Truth without meaning.
a singular focus on only one half,
a nailing down, unaware of the floating away.
exist in irony, the basis of meaning.
I am the garden
of the weight.
LinkWithin
No comments:
Post a Comment