Anais Nin: You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.

2.03.2009

Whisper

There's a voice inside my head
that isn't shutting up anytime soon.
Growing impatient by the minute
restless
angry
tired
hungry...
I have to find a way to
satiate it
the other part
that isn't getting anything out of my pursuits;
but what do you feed a monster that has nothing in this world?
A monster that is teased with morsels of what it thinks it wants?
No, I will not let it roam about
to ruin itself and repel towards me -
But I can't ignore it for long,
it is getting quiet.


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