Touch turns into
memory of touch.
Glance turns into
memory of glance.
Voice turns into
memory of voice.
It is not true that Eurydice had to return because Orpheus looked back. It was the other way around…
I will remain here; I cannot come any further with you.
But I have not turned around nor looked back, as I was asked to. So just come with me.
Don’t you understand that I do not stay behind because you might have looked back? No, you did not understand the condition. You will turn around and look back because I don’t come with you. I am going to leave you here. I am tired.
So I have been betrayed.
Humans always betray themselves. Actually, we just walk together for some time, and then we part. Sing, Orpheus, sing, because the meadows and forests, the lakes and plains are there only in your song. That world is inside the human being…
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