sylvester-omnia-somnia

October 18, 2024

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Go, silly worm, drudge, trudge, and travel,

Despising pain,

So thou may’st gain

Some honour, or some golden gravel:

But Death the while (to fill his number)

With sudden call

Takes thee from all,

To prove thy days but dream and slumber.

Thought:

“I want the thing itself. The reality of a work of art is no symbol, no imitation either of outer or inner Nature. It doesn’t imitate the pulse of the heart. It is its own self; it has its own pulse. Otherwise everything would be an imitation in relation to something. Perhaps that’s so: This something is God. Only I don’t like the word imitation.”

Anton Webern

Christian Molenaar

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