There's A Kind Of Emptiness At The Center Of Life ... Nothing To Form Your Life On, Or By.
The Neighborhood Is Nothing But A Protective Zone- Remodeling, Disinfection, A Snobbish And Hygenic Design- But Above All In A Figurative Sense: It Is A Machine For Making Emptiness.
The Universe And Its Beings Are A Complementarity Of Empty Infinity, Intimate Interrelationships, And Total Uniqueness Of Each And Every Being.
It Was A Truism That All Civilizations Were Basically Neurotic Until They Made Contact With Everybody Else And Found Their Place Within The Ever-changing Meta-civilisation Of Other Beings, Because, Until Then, During The Stage When They Honestly Believed They Might Be Entirely Alone In Existence, All Solo Societies Were Possessed Of Both An Inflated Sense Of Their Own Importance And A Kind Of Existential Terror At The Sheer Scale And Apparent Emptiness Of The Universe.
A Home Filled With Nothing But Yourself. It's Heavy, That Lightness. It's Crushing, That Emptiness.
If I Look At My Old Lyrics, They Seem To Be Full Of Rage, But Empty. There Was An Emptiness In My Life.
Now You Know How Much My Love For You Burns Deep In Me When I Forget About Our Emptiness, And Deal With Shadows As With Solid Things.
