Woe to you
if you danced your dance at the expense of absence,
for now you will run wild
like an atom under your feet
to exist.
And blessed are you
if you carried your cross of presence
like a letter on a sheet of paper,
for the heaven and earth of your world are changing
and you will fly into your peace when the sheet of paper disappears;
when the macro collapses into the micro
and the micro rises into the macro
and there is no one left above the waters
that would spin you in his orbit.
For only in the absent does the world of presence awaken,
and in those present the world of absence awakens
on the day before the day of the finality of mankind.
