Vision Éternel
Sometimes In Longing Narcosis
There were always a few seconds in between my transformation of the world
Where a thought would sink its fangs in my spirit
And there were always moments that appeared before my eyes to force me to live the way one ought to live
If they were interested in living
All of these were never bad
And never could be bad so long as I was interested in living
If I were interested in dying then I lived my way to my death
This way I only saw what ought to have been seen, if one were interested in seeing