The Archetype City and the river
Benjamin gave me the good news, told me that you would arrive on Saturday. The wait has been tortuous, because for a long time I have wanted to write to you, to know about you, and mainly to see you, hear you, describe you, think you and merge with your story. Now you believe what I told you when we met, that I would never give up your grace, that I would merge with you, and that my love for you would be immortal, that my desire would have its object of love in your desire and sooner or later we would go back for The same path. I know perfectly well that you never believed that our presence in this world would be a story that would be repeated infinitely, that our lives would not have a linear time that was lost in the finite and made us martyrs of history. And that we would be able to nullify in our souls the sorrows of temporality, and steal which promises the fire of silence and the knowledge of the oracle to share them with men of good will. Do not think tha...