Antonio Porchia

Set out from any point. They are all alike. They all lead to a point of departure. The trees are alone, the clouds are alone. Everything is alone when I am alone. My body separates me from all beings and all things. Only my body. Yes, this is what is good: to forgive evil. There is no other good. Would there be this eternal seeking if the found existed? When I look for my existence, I do not look for it in myself. We tear life out of life to use it for looking at itself. We become aware of the void as we fill it. I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it. One who searches for a larger good in his good, loses his good. Yes, it is necessary to suffer, even in vain, so as not to live in vain. Almost always is it a the fear of being ourselves that brings us to the mirror. You are fastened to them and cannot understand how, because they are not fastened to you. When I am asleep, I dream what I dream when I am awake. Its a continuous dream. The deep in me is everything. But it is everything without me. Because everything that is deep, is only everything. To wound the heart is to create it. Yes, I will try to be. Because I believe that not being is