– So that’s how we will end up … but who will be able to see it? Neither we, since we will not have eyes, nor will the others, since we will all be buried in the earth.
Miss Margarida’s observation was correct.
Of course there are dictatorships which can help, as they’re able to bury us alive.
How would we be able see though with the earth in our eyes.
We should expect to become particles, or tesserae of a body which desperately is searching for its image.
Would that be the reason she decided to dance with you?
When she put your arms, or rather, your bones over her shoulders, I realized that she would have grabbed you from the raunchy part, which was holding you meteor even after death.
And this dance dedicated to Mary, while the Messiah Christ and the Holy Spirit where absent from the sixth grade classroom, seemed strange to me, I must admit.
And I had the impression that I was attending a sexology lesson, which I was waiting for, ever before the bell rang, but only with bones.
With bones but without flesh, as if it was banned by the system which didn’t believe in anything anymore, since it had killed hope.
But what am I telling you now, and who knows what you can listen to,unless you came in contact prior with Miss Margarida’s substantive.
Of course afterwards, she closed you again in the closet, as though you were a stale memory which had nothing else to offer, since the flesh failed to become prosphoron, because life had found things difficult already in the classroom, even before having the time to live through the so much desired break.
So passions remained at a biology level , which wasn’t transformed into faith.