Good night!
It’s dark now and just before going to bed, and just before turning off my candelabrum, I will share a few lines.
“One day we had a discussion in class, and they asked me where did they go? the trees, the salamander, the tropical fish, the poppas and mommas, the Methew and Tony, where did they go? and I said I don’t know. I don’t know. And they said, who knows? and I said, nobody knows. And they said is death which gives meaning to life? and I said, no life is that which gives meaning to life.
THE SCHOOL
And they said but is not death considered as fundamental datum by which the taken-for-granted mundanity of every day may be transcended in the direction of-
I said, yes maybe.
They said, we don’t like it.
I said, that’s sound.
They said it’s a bloody shame!
I said, it is.
What a story it was. Throbbing, burning, agonizing, and yet it poured oil on troubled waters of my soul!
Lovely little tale!
This story was like a fleeting body but also like an undying spirit!
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