sin más

por encontrarme, te dejo, por cuidarme me alejo
a pesar & sin alivio, pero en paz.
porque dejarte es elegirme
porque por lo que falta, se termina
y lo que sobra no basta.
por un adios sin aviso
y un hasta luego sin futuro.
te dejo.

from Günther Grass – RIP

“If work and leisure are soon to be subordinated to this one utopian principle – absolute busyness – then utopia and melancholy will come to coincide: an age without conflict will dawn, perpetually busy – and without consciousness.” ―
From From the Diary of a Snail, 1972

from milan kundera

“The stupidity of people comes from having an answer for everything. The wisdom of the novel comes from having a question for everything.”