cycling through tabs,
there's a moment's hesitation.
the present becomes
the past unfolding still,
unfurling your mark like a past ally,
now bitter rival,
inversely proportional
cycling through tabs,
the letters of five different e-mails
run together,
forming your icon
in my dreams syntax:
your name is afire
on all the billboards,
on all the highways.
i, i, i
- steven
- "Seeing that before long I must confront humanity with the most difficult demand ever made of it, it seems indispensable to me to say who I am. Really, one should know it, for I have not left myself "without testimony." But the disproportion between the greatness of my task and the smallness of my contemporaries has found expression in the fact that one has neither heard nor even seen me. I live on my own credit; is it perhaps a mere prejudice that I live? ... I need only to speak with one of the "educated" who come to the Upper Engadine for the summer, and I am convinced that I do not live ... Under these circumstances I have a duty against which my habits, even more the pride of my instincts, revolt at bottom, namely, to say: Hear me! For I am such and such a person. Above all, do not mistake me for someone else!" - Nietzsche, Ecce Homo
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