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Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.

Samuel Beckett

Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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Imagination Reality Surface
My mistakes are my life.
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Life Mistake Myself One Liner
But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.
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End Greatness Light Myself Patience Shadow Shine
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
All has not been said and never will be.
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Talk Voice Word
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
In my head there are several windows, that I do know, but perhaps it is always the same one, open variously on the parading universe.
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Head Myself Universe Window
But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!
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Moments Place Time
I use the words you taught me. If they don’t mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent.
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Meaning Myself Silence Teaching Word Yourself
What are we doing here, that is the question.
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Action Life Question Spiritual
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
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Love Myself Relationship Yourself
Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
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Blind Eyes Fools See
I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended.
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Kind Mouth Myself Open Thinking Word
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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Deep Necessary Silence Word
Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little.
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Dangerous Kill Memories Mindset Thinking Yourself
I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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Conversation Myself Polite Try

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