crazy man, made famous by a man who, indeed, it was really crazy, who retired in his hermitage to meditate on the world, rod, some papers, in the intervals of his insanity, in which, he had proclaimed the death of God, he felt, ironically, to prove its existence.
"Where are our dreams? Where is all that we have lived? Someone there must be that they remember, every dream, every moment ... And not only what has been, in our mind in the night or day life, but also what we wanted to do or be, every life possible. It is inconceivable that all is lost. God, therefore, there ... I will call this proof of God: "omnium ex coacta memory." It moriar, memory ...
Prayer
Sublime archivist of past, current, all possible, I beg you
guard jealously the slightest movement of the soul of every single atom: the
there was passion between the lovers, then destroyed
from a life too prosaic
the look of compassion for those who then killed with ferocity,
poems ever written
referred to a barely survives in abandoned pages,
the last breath of those who die alone, that these words
probably nobody will read ...
[ad libitum]. "
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