UlverHausu
FiftyManes
Portugal
It seems life is constructed in a way that no one can fulfill it alone.
Life contains its own absence, which only another can fulfill.
It seems the world is the summation of others and yet,
we neither know nor are told that we will fulfill each other.
We lead our scattered lives, perfectly unaware of each other or at times,
allowed to find the other’s presence disagreeable.
Why is it, that the world is constructed so loosely?
It seems life is constructed in a way that no one can fulfill it alone.
Life contains its own absence, which only another can fulfill.
It seems the world is the summation of others and yet,
we neither know nor are told that we will fulfill each other.
We lead our scattered lives, perfectly unaware of each other or at times,
allowed to find the other’s presence disagreeable.
Why is it, that the world is constructed so loosely?