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“That too Madame D, that too. When I’m not here anymore, are you listening? when I’m not anymore, avoid silence, obscurity, seek the gesture, the caress, an other, find yourself an other, that he may know your body as I knew it, teach him if he reveals himself to be timid and awkward, search for your salvation, incite the spirit to a long voyage, push away the spirit”

“do you want me? 
of course
I ask if you love me, Hillé
questions again and always questions, as though it were simple, this thing, loving, as if the breast knew of this adornment, how can I know if the soul doesn’t understand?
the soul feels
it’s flesh that feels”

I wanted to escape, Ehud, my mouth constantly starved for your mouth, life was splendor and marvel, unparalleled glimmer when you touched me, and sinister and hiccuping and nothingness when you were absent
lama sabactani

Someone, name of no one 
this one is nothing
this one yes is someone

“what is Time like, Ehud, in the hole where you are now dead? how does Time live in that hole? Darkness and spew, suddenly, sparks of a thousand colors, what is the Time the swollen, the worm, the fetid like? The fetid, what is it? What becomes of Time in the moistness of the ditch? I am asking the Mad Child: are You there with Ehud? Death, fetid, worm, ditch, swelling, are they all a part of You?”

“it is the body that screams these sad lifeless spaces
why do you not feed your body goodness by accepting the kindness of others?
because the body is dead 
and the soul?
the soul is the Earth’s guest, it seeks, it looks into your eyes at this moment and it sees you chubby with questions”

“Who names the world for me? To be here on Earth, the existence of the Earth, being born, deciphering oneself and learning the adequate language of others, doing well
I am not doing well, Ehud
no one is doing well, death is at work in each of us 
Before there were illusions, no? We inhabited those illusions.”