Kunpa tietäisitkin

Sometimes the small world of ours is just way too large and ridiculously plural to know and learn all the necessary things, not to mention to experience even the tiniest part of all the stuff that you'd want to. Sometimes I really do have the feeling of wanting to live forever. And then I get some good physical excersise out there somewhere, eat a good meal and get some sleep. And the feeling passes for a moment. And, when I wake up, it's all dark again, in the brightest of morning sun. And I yet once again find myself asking, among the countless and endless questions to all of the unphatomable universe,  the only one that truly matters: "Why?"

Something and yesterday reminded me of this:

"Walking home
through all the streets unmoving
so quiet I could hear the timers of the traffic lights a block away:
the mechanism. Nobody else, just the silence
spreading out to where the long trucks groaned
on the highway their vast brute souls in want.

There must have been a true last time"



Stige asoke
Ja lyn tid jeg vet ha delt
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