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From Foucaulant's Pendulum by Umberto Eco

The problem with suicide is that sometimes you jump out the window and than you change your mind between the eighth floor and the seventh. "Oh if only I could go back!" Sorry you can't, too bad. Splat.

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“The Preceptor’s Lotus Feet”

traditional Hindi song





(refrain)

shri guru caran kamal bhaja mana,

guru kripa bina nahim koi sadhana-bala,

bhaja mana bhaja anukshana ...

Before You

Your love breaths into me;
I throw myself against you;
it cannot be contained in words.

There is no form of expression
for the rage of feelings
clashing together.

Our passion is like the sound of drums;
I am only free when chained to you,
while we dance to primitive rhythms.

Naked selves which hide nothing
from each other, let us unleash
ourselves to all the desires ...

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You know how sometimes we are really attracted by other languages? The German philosopher or the Russian author, chess player, or maybe...architect, I don't know.

Well it turns out, there is a certain sound, or music, I don't know how to describe it to you. It is the truth of all things. It is written by someone and it sounds to you like a beautiful sound, a poem, a song, musicially and rhythmically pleasing to you in a way nothing else you have ever heard is. And you cannot understand ...