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 commencement, on va plus vite que le temps. L’illumination, décеption foudroyante, dispense unе certitude qui transforme le détrompé en délivré. »
An abortion of transcendence through the centuries in the pure nothingness of every single breath
Day turns into night at the ruins of Babylon and I, dying, endure
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 commencement, on va plus vite que le temps. L’illumination, décеption foudroyante, dispense unе certitude qui transforme le détrompé en délivré. »
An abortion of transcendence through the centuries in the pure nothingness of every single breath
Day turns into night at the ruins of Babylon and I, dying, endure
( Emmeleia )
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