Something has happened to me. It's a feeling that does not rely on anything.
I think I have changed. My passion for all of these things is dead. Nothing new happens in that change. But I must admit that there is a kind of indolence. It is rare for me to be a witness to all of this. Is it necessary to establish another existence?
For the first time I have felt to be close to complete interior depth. That is to say: for the first time it is too late to understand that it is essential to take refuge in myself.
Victor Salazar (1940-1983)
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