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Travellers at least have a choice. Those who set sail know that things will not be the same as at home. Explorers are prepared. But for us, who travel along the blood vessels, who come to the cities of the interior by chance, there is no preparation. We who were fluent find life is a foreign language. Somewhere between the swamp and the mountains. Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the Devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse.
In your room where time stands stillOr moves at your will.Will you let the morning come soon,Or will you leave me lying here?In your favorite darkness,Your favorite half-light,Your favorite consciousness,Your favorite slave.In your room where souls disappearOnly you exist here.Will you lead me to your armchair,Or leave me lying here?Your favorite innocence,Your favorite prize,Your favorite smile,Your favorite slave.In your room your burning eyesCause flames to arise.Will you let the fire die down soon,Or will I always be here?Your favorite passion,Your favorite game,Your favorite mirror,Your favorite slave.I'm hanging on your words,Living on your breath,Feeling with your skin.Will I always be here?
Your life is your own. You mold it. You make it. All anyone can do is to point out ways and means which have been helpful to others. Perhaps they will serve as suggestions to stimulate your own thinking until you know what it is that will fulfill you, will help you to find out what you want to do with your life.
There is, of course, always the personal satisfaction of writing down one's own experiences so they may be saved, caught and pinned under glass, hoarded against the winter of forgetfulness. Time has been cheated a little, at least, in one's own life, and a personal, trivial immortality of an old self assured.
It was a piece of advice only, and aimed at myself as much, I suppose, as at you?For those of easy tongues, she said. Remember, some live all their lives without discovering this truth; that the noblest and most terrible power we possess is the power we have, each of us, over the chance-met, the stranger, the passer-by outside your life and your kin. Speak, she said, as you would write: as if your words were letters of lead, graven there for all time, for which you must take the consequences. And take the consequences.