Daniel Graves
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COLOSSUS
I There's no forgiveness in the deep. No shaking off the colossal doom of it’s infinity. I find myself scratching at the itch if I’m not careful. Out here, if you want your mind to keep intact, you have to learn a strict discipline of thought. My method is to imagine myself alone on the salt flats of an empty planet, naked and thoughtful. I kneel on the brittle ground and ask the gods The Three Questions: “what is life? What is love? What is fear?” I repeat this mantra like a child learning his alphabet. The Questions are not meant to be answered. They are only meant to be thought. This brings me closer to the Center of Things because it is in The Three Questions, with their quality of ambiguity, that one joins in lockstep with the forces at the heart of the Universe.
By Daniel Graves4 years ago in Futurism