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Dream is not a revelation. If a dream affords the dreamer some light on himself, it is not the person with closed eyes who makes the discovery but the person with open eyes lucid enough to fit thoughts together. Dream -- a scintillating mirage surrounded by shadows -- is essentially poetry.

Michel Leiris


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🦋 Toda la narrativa es en primera persona

Un hombre flaco y con gafas de carey y una coleta marrón está todos los días de pie por delante de la estación del ferro-carril y vende con entusiasmo ramos mustios, marchitado por el sol del verano. Esta tarde me he pasado por su puesto y le he saludado y nosotros pasábamos unos minutos charlando sobre el calor extraño, intentaba me persuadir comprarte tulipanes cortados... Mataba el tiempo hasta el próximo tren, me había perdido el de siempre. Varios semanas ya ando siempre atrasado...

Texteé a tu celular que estuviera tarde; entré en la estación para ver si habían publicado ya la pista.

posted evening of Thursday, July 14th, 2011
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