mirrorsin a dark and quiet room that smelled of stale time and space
there are no people
nothing at all like that
the human phenomenon is but the sum of densely coiled layers of illusion
each of which winds itself upon the supreme insanity
but there are persons of any kind
when all that can be is mindless mirrors
laughing and screaming as they parade about
in an endless dream
but when i asked the lunatic what it was
it swore itself within these mirrors
as they marched endlessly in stale time and space
--
musik for the end of the world
Łoczuję.
Pozdrawiam.
I spent some time looking at your work. I especially like your photographs.
Take care now.
Dzieki za watcha
Gdzie zrobiles ta fote zardzewialego dzwigu? Rzadzi
--
If the Creator had said, "Let there be light" in Ankh-Morpork, he'd have gotten no further because of all the people saying "What colour?"
-- (Terry Pratchett, Men At Arms)
Zdjęcie zrobione było w Czechach. Dźwig stał w małej wiosce przy torach kolejowych.
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