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4d
The dramatic question
..What is
going on with me?
What's happening
in the world around me?

Everything moves
..I follow
and think
about what it means
and the images shift

I bend
..to the wind
which always blows
There is never any certainty
as to what is going on
Thinking reed: "PensΓ©es" ("Thoughts", 1669, Blaise Pascal), section VI "Foy sans raisonnement" ("The Philosophers" / "Faith without reasoning"), PensΓ©e #347 - L'homme n'est qu'un roseau, le plus faible de la nature; mais c'est un roseau pensant.

Collection "Metamorphic body"
Zywa
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