The world has never impeded us to express ourselves
but what it gave us is a preclusive language.
If we persist in living into difference
how can we increase the distance between us?
By watching the existence we saw the thing,
by touching the thing we made the object,
we compelled ourselves to be identity into illusion
that lives through the difference
and its continuous happening.
"The world is nothing but this repetition",
the distance must increase,
it is the epistyle you need to pass through.
Never wondering towards the revealing of the differences.
Once we step out of the path
made into object as near as incomplete.
The world won't still stop us from talking
but our being in the world and in the difference
won't be identity anymore,
we'll have no language
and only silence will remain.
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