Remain at your table and listen.
Do not even listen, only wait.
Do not even wait, be wholly still and alone.
The world will present itself to you for its unmasking;
it can do no other;
in ecstasy it will writhe at your feet."
- Franz Kafka
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
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