I’m sick of everything, and of the everythingness of everything.

Fernando Pessoa — The Book of Disquiet



Unlike Pessoa I am not depressed — and everything, and the everythingness of everything, do not sicken me, quite the contrary, but perhaps this is because I am also deeply interested in nothingness and what it affords, which is freedom.

You see, the thing is, dear Bernardo, everythingness and nothingness go together, arise as one, dissolve into each other, are each other’s perfect complement, two notes that sing together, make each other laugh and cry and love.