Status Updates From Het boek der rusteloosheid ...

"Its the weight of our consciousness of the world, a shortness of breath in our soul." Dude. Fuck...

Just started this and it’s already one of the most captivating pieces of literature I’ve ever encountered. I seem to have discovered and exploring Pessoa at the exact time I needed it or at least can get the most out of it.

As much as I'd love to just grind through this, it is not a book that can be sped through. I find myself returning to it often, if only for a few segments of Pessoa's prose. It speaks to me at different times, but I find if I read too much of it at once, it does get very dark and depressing. At certain times in my most formative years I found solace in this, but now it often brings me down!

》Because I'm the size of what I see
And not the size of my stature《

"It was an occasion to be happy. But something weighed on me, some inscrutable yearning, an indefinable and perhaps even noble desire. Perhaps it was just taking me a long time to feel alive."

Goddamn, you didn't need to hurt me like so early on man, I wasn't prepared yet.