Thursday, March 3, 2011

Temporary Disability Texas

The ∞, 47

Nothing more important. This time, nothing matters more. Instead of reversing the head back toward the sky, look up the ∞ to look for worlds and galaxies, felt himself the possibility of Orion and the stirrings of the Pleiades, it is sufficient, it is much simpler, lower the head, bow down and look at his feet, in the footsteps of his shoes, stains smeared and stained by chewing gum chewed, spat on the pavement glowing like a sob. Pits on the material world of their belching, all of them, gone before, that even the world recrachèrent to their bitter saliva they could not distill quietly in clever sarcasm.

In a sudden grin we see that Kant, thinking worlds, the hollow of calm rationality, spoke of the night sky and moral law, but he would not consider for a moment, not the least, highly improper subtraction, look at his feet on the ground and its soil, something which in one way or another, resembling windings, to sequences of galaxy improbably disintegrated. Failing masterful design in mind the wisest of all times. It is enough for me, I do not care, head down and watch the ground to see, just see, in a maddening passivity, there is nothing else to do, I can testify, galaxies that are emerging, or rather, let modest outlier constellations.

Now that I started to see, the runaway phenomenon, and I do not see more than that, no blazing constellations Ptolemy never looked, none of his disciples, never, no one thought to contemplate and for which no sighting instrument was not patiently set point. The most infamous spitting, residue oil processed in abrasive contact with the saliva, will come to transform the asphalt (no doubt we should wait until nightfall, and micas surprising texture of basalt that no day will never succeed) in constellations aberrant knew that no browser does follow in his constant search of the horizon and wise.

Yet to them that I guide my steps in the blackness of darkness, to pave my way down here. The road, it would be difficult to deny, is uncertain and the possible remains strong, certainly, but is not as advanced and guided his ship on the sea ulysséenne?

Why did not I could do the same?

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