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the River of forgetfulness

My hours are married to Shadows....

“In the hours they spent chewing my bones, I grew a stone for my heart, and poisoned the rivers that ran through me. I studied the bloodless moon.”
H.C.M
3 years ago. Wednesday, August 31, 2022 at 11:51 AM

Consider one of life’s original situations: that of a “hide ‘n seek” game.

What a thrill to be hidden while someone’s looking for you, what a delightful fright to be fund, but what a panic when, because you are too well hidden, to others give up looking for you after a while and leave.

If you hide too well, the others forget you.

You are forced to come out on your own when they don’t want you anymore.

That is hard to take.

It’s like turning too fine a phrase, so subtle that you are reduced to explaining it.

Nothing is sadder than having to beg for existence and returning naked among the others.

Therefore, it’s better not to know how to play too well;

it’s better to know how to let others unmask you and to endure the rule of the game.

Not too fast, not too late.

 

~Sophie Calle & Jean Baudrillard

 

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