No taste of the apple I bit before apple, I waved without any pleasure, swinged and no laughter. That's how I've consumed the whole earth. To be alienated from all things, to this city, to these people, and finally to feel nothing of nothing.
I was awakened by a lantern in my hand. I sat on the couch that I was sitting in and looked for myself in the daytime with a flashlight. I've been looking for myself, looking for my self that couldn't belong anywhere.
Have we ever thought that our lack of belonging could be due to our inability to find ourselves? Have we called ourselves? We searched so much outside that we didn't think of looking back at ourselves. If we go back inside, he'il find his bed. In the dark we called ourselves with the flashlight. But we never opened our eyes. I closed my eyes and watched the ocean inside me; When I opened my eyes I would really see? We thought we'd open our eyes, maybe open them. What if we're opening our eyes in the country of blind people? Maybe that's what I'm looking for in the daytime with a flashlight.
Did I find myself in my world of lack of relevance? What did it matter? The important thing was awakening and searching. If you have managed to wake up with a flashlight in your hand, and seek to find yourself in the daytime, your lack of belonging will flow and your bed will flow.
