Towards the end, heartsight blinds conscience Mysteries survive in vain The aimless night speaks: knowledge returning to muteness at the summit How serene is the sudden sorrow of the nothingness of being! A life that passes and the measure of wisdom in the serenity of sorrow « Je voulais seulement me moquer du monde, je veux dirе de...Learn More

Heraclitus’ river mirrors a petrified sky It is time that hovered over the surface of the waters and now night falls on the remains of Babylon, dry soil under the blood of unnamed kings Cloud and stone have spoken, heaven and earth have passed away The apocalypse sky above every man and his descendance « Lorsqu’on aperçoit la fin dans le...Learn More