FROM THE INFINITE MARCH TOWARDS FREEDOM

“... let's look and see well that things don't last too long,
not being that they become old and stale and we are left behind forever”.

... rebel, oh my being, against the old ways,
the old lights
and the old joy;

Salt
and resurfaces on intimate endings,
above all that may be your shore or bridge,
your law or freedom,
but, in the end, your death;

... to trample on the eternal you must overcome the veil of fascination,
the humus of the blood and the nectar of the lips,
and with love and science institute your strength and your beauty: a pure, learned and faithful spear
with which to face the creeds of men and gods and not fall;

... make, then, with my bones a terrifying fire and with my soul a river,
an endless sea in flames with which to instruct and spread the light;
be mine, be brave, don't stop.
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Antonio Justel
https://www.oriondepanthoseas.com
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