An Italian film told us this week – “You must demand to live in a better world. Don’t be content to merely survive”
I believe that, and the following, is why many of us came here in the first place: The stadium lights on so loud, forgetting it’s dark; Loneliness as crime: look each other in the eye; How there’s not enough time for one man, in one life; How there couldn’t be enough lives for the time needed; Every night seeing the cigarette put out under the tap water; Gold satin strung in lonely branches; Third weeks being the hard weeks, heard before, proven after; And we live and we live and we live without end
Even if we can’t see the seams currently, they have to exist somewhere – which begs the question –
what happens after eternity?