O kid! I didn’t understand. But now I get it.
At a great distance, we heard something. First
Then we both thought the same thought:
I didn’t understand. But then, I did understand.
“Every death destroys the final philosopher.
of light and shadow, at dawn, the shadows are
Forget his sweet words. If there is to be any
for the very reason that it is true.
Because there MAY be something in the world
BUT there is nothing in the world that is like pain.
and noon is the end of the trueing of song.
The final philosopher writes ‘subject’. THEN ‘object’.