Citando a Julian Katari del 21/03/2025, 9:39 am

It's what there is

In our imagination, the world is vast and unlimited. We imagine our lives and our plans, what it was and could have been. We are told wonderful stories of how deep the foundations of the pyramids go, as in feats unfeasible to us and invisible on the surface. We imagine ourselves doing our work, preparing to perform; we get ready for the lights, the show and then, today, we are there. We realize it wasn't quite what we imagined, sometimes better sometimes worse, but never as vast. The world is that, this, small, beautiful, and in our hands. Not endless, walkable, climbable, reachable. Our lives, our show, just a show, performable, within our reach, in our hands.