Reason, I Sacrifice You To The Evening

A Man Screaming Is Not A Dancing Bear. Life Is Not A Spectacle.

I Am Talking About Societies Drained Of Their Essence, Cultures Trampled Underfoot, Institutions Undermined, Lands Confiscated, Religions Smashed, Magnificent Artistic Creations Destroyed, Extraordinary Possibilities Wiped Out.

Poetic Knowledge Is Born In The Great Silence Of Scientific Knowledge.

Beware, My Body And My Soul, Beware Above All Of Crossing Your Arms And Assuming The Sterile Attitude Of The Spectator, For Life Is Not A Spectacle, A Sea Of Griefs Is Not A Proscenium, And A Man Who Wails Is Not A Dancing Bear.

There's Room For Everyone At The Rendezvous Of Victory.