PARODOS Long ago, I was wounded. I learned to exist, in reaction, out of touch with the world: I’ll tell you what I meant to be— a device that listened. Not inert: still. A piece of wood. A stone. Why should I tire myself, debating, arguing? Those people breathing in the other beds could hardly… Lire la suite Untitled

… human nature was originally one and we were a whole, and the desire and pursuit of the whole is called love. PLATO

Qui veut se souvenir doit se confier à l’oubli, à ce risque qu’est l’oubli absolu et à ce beau hasard que devient alors le souvenir English Whoever wishes to remember must confide in oblivion, in the risk of absolute forgetfulness and that fine chance that becomes the memory. Maurice BLANCHOT