The haste of an overpowering tempo thwarts its own agility. Words are exchanged with images, reading by hearing is opposed to seeing by looking, the preference for charm. That expression of difference is inherent in each and yet leads to disillusionment, beauty evaporates in action, leaving emptiness in abundance. Striving for the newly charming, time stirs the heart until it too has passed. The end of the search is far from sight even for the aesthete, all that is found is too bland. Only that light's glow utilises all facets of its radiance, whose finding space testifies to vastness. Hidden in the small, it exhausts itself just as much as in the great, when the steadfastness of the heart dries up in restlessness. Infinity is near. Visibility remains unimagined.
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