The agony, the passion for life, the terror, the composition and the
decay, the matter, the spirit, the soul, the heart, the howl, the silence, the
hope… Everything is spinning around at vertiginous rates in an immense circle
full of fire that is incessantly propelled by the force that we call apeiron,
mystery, total darkness, full light.
Everything undulates in a perpetual rhythm.
In this incessant dance, in this unstoppable swirling, the muddy paths
of the mind are illuminated in time. Then you discover that everything moves,
fights, flounders, falls in love, hates… everything inside the mind… Wine,
smoke, sweat… Fire…
The body, the inside matter, the mind and their derivatives pulsate in a
twirling maelstrom that grows even stronger when counter currents are met.
Agonies, conflicts, battles, losses, loves, joys are spinning without
pause in her bowels. Airy thoughts, wet thoughts follow her circular orbit and
her persistent powerful rhythm. The whole universe in the circle of time and space
is struggling to reach nil and infinity… Two dark spots… the beginning and the
end… The angel and the devil… Zero and one… and then zero again…
The maelstrom that wipes out instantaneously the present and sucks in
the past and the future.
And then comes the silence. The silence is not the most extreme despair,
the annihilation, the incurable ignorance. Each person reaches it by following
their own road, redeemed in their own way, passing through their materialistic
construction.
Silence hidden in the wolf's breathe…
The spirit… the wind… the indecipherable matter…
Silence is the highest peak… a simple glow over the wet meadows…
Translated by yours truly.
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