Regresii în zmeuriș -
Babacii la patinoar.
Marș la scandal
Unde copacii paradiți
Deranjează o anima
Pe ocheade
Mistice din biblio.
Vă visez la ambulator,
În spectacolul real al ororii
Când, finally, dați dume.
Ce extaz!
The wine-dark sea and divine life. The adjective, placed to one side, at a distance from the names and notions of philosophy is enough for me as a parable. Yes, the divine is there; I touch it; these things are improbable miracles; I never stopped loving the world and seeing that it is beautiful. Yes, my philosophy is adjective ; it is awe-struck. The real is not rational ; it is improbable and miraculous.
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