You have wakened not out of sleep, but into a prior dream, and that dream lies within another, and so on, to infinity, which is the number of grains of sand. The path that you are to take is endless, and you will die before you have truly awakened.
“Bad is not living, that’s all. Dying is something else. Dying is different to good and bad.”
Clarice Lispector | Near to the Wild Heart
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