Beyond Words
To convey through words even 5% of what I want to convey — that would already be a success.
Life can never fit into words. It will always be beyond words.
Any attempt to describe life, or any manifestation of it, will always be reductive. So fucking reductive.
How could I ever convey into words, for example, this beautiful view that I have in front of me, the joy that I feel when I dance in a park with so many other people, the pleasure of making passionate love, the beauty of the world, the sadness that I may occasionally feel, and hundreds of other things?
I should have become a musician…
I could have been a musician!
Ah! What a wonderful thing music is. What incredible things music can convey to the world that words can never do.
This music is truly beautiful.
I wish I was a musician… I should have become a musician… Haven't I said this already before, though? Indeed! My readers will probably remember that I have!1
How lovely this music is…
End of Season
I wish you all a great summer. And if you ever feel like reading, do not forget that you can always go through my archive.
Thank you for reading
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For those who are new, though, or easily forget, here it is: A Tribute to RIOPY.