rene magritte "collective invention"
my soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the while.
the book of disquiet
Exactly what life should be like! May we all live like bothersome children, immersing ourselves in both dreams and life!
ReplyDeleteha pauline i very like that . . . "bothersome children!!!!" thankyou for that! steven
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