I believe in the Origin of the world
I believe in veiling and unveiling
I believe in nudity as the Ultimate Redemption
I believe in blindness and in thirst as the Ultimate Self
I believe in dust and rebirth as Poietic Chaos
I believe in Your doubts and in Your earthquakes
I believe this is the Final Age, the Age of the Skin
I believe in the Fusion, Confusion, and Profusion of Fire
(My morning prayer is a grateful perplexity whispering Your proper name.
For Only the Excess is Meaning and Truth.)
Creio na origem do mundo
Creio que tudo se funde na minha sede
A minha voz tacteia-Me-Te
Onde vais, Oh Indefinido?
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