4 days ago
I walked on my heart, as if my heart were a road, or a pavement, or air and my heart said: "I have tired of identifying with things, when space has broken into pieces and I have tired of your question: "Where shall we go when there's no land there, and no sky?" And you obey me. Give me an order direct me to do what you want'. So I said to my heart: 'I have forgotten you since we set off with you as my reason, and me the one speaking rebel against me as much as you can, and run for there's nothing behind us except what's behind.'