*******, modernity!
Hail ye, postmodernity!
Let me celebrate the loss and chaos fully festively.
Beyond the fissures of heart, is a world so fissured that they speak of infinite mosaic and mini-worlds;
As if the universe were a map of man's heart.
I see in vision--- oh vision! Without vision life is nothingness.
I see in vision the innate mortality,
Mortality of man's existence and reason, of death and feeling.
And then the hope, yes hope!
Hope that makes your actions smaller and smaller.
you have big illusions but you do small deeds,
in hope that miracles would happen...
But celebrate your barrenness because you cannot blame gods.
It is forbidden to blame gods.
******* postmodernity!
You have more gods than men.