When everybody sleeps, I'm awake, and when every eye is open, I'm sleeping.
_«Day and Night. Two worlds, two states of mind, two times, two lives, opposite to each other; triumph of perception versus oblivion and insensitivity of feeling, extinction and burning. Each state is finite, and the end on the one brings the beginning of the other, while the cycle itself doesn't end - but it also happens that both of them exist simultaneously with each other.
Everyone sleeps at night, so the right one remains invisible, - the day is for wakefulness and open eyes, that sees the shell, but not the world and not the essence. To be honest, the shell means little to me: I don’t see anything anyway, but I have good hearing and feel music, thickness and taste of color»._
_«Day and Night. Two worlds, two states of mind, two times, two lives, opposite to each other; triumph of perception versus oblivion and insensitivity of feeling, extinction and burning. Each state is finite, and the end on the one brings the beginning of the other, while the cycle itself doesn't end - but it also happens that both of them exist simultaneously with each other.
Everyone sleeps at night, so the right one remains invisible, - the day is for wakefulness and open eyes, that sees the shell, but not the world and not the essence. To be honest, the shell means little to me: I don’t see anything anyway, but I have good hearing and feel music, thickness and taste of color»._
When everybody sleeps, I'm awake, and when every eye is open, I'm sleeping.
_«Day and Night. Two worlds, two states of mind, two times, two lives, opposite to each other; triumph of perception versus oblivion and insensitivity of feeling, extinction and burning. Each state is finite, and the end on the one brings the beginning of the other, while the cycle itself doesn't end - but it also happens that both of them exist simultaneously with each other.
Everyone sleeps at night, so the right one remains invisible, - the day is for wakefulness and open eyes, that sees the shell, but not the world and not the essence. To be honest, the shell means little to me: I don’t see anything anyway, but I have good hearing and feel music, thickness and taste of color»._
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