To Those Who Never Knew Life

If only you had stayed a moment longer, understood. You too belong to those who never knew life. I never said it would be easy — but if this is a road you refuse, what is left for me to do? That you cannot fathom life is not my failing. Perhaps my singular soul is too difficult for you to read. You came close when my courage was at its lowest — that was beneath you. You do not know how to live. You do not understand me. I have no fortresses of impossibility — it is you who dwells among cobwebs. Can one truly refuse to love this tangled journey? I think it is a magnificent thing. Who would wish to complete a life through force and deceit? I have made sacrifices in pursuit of this adventure. I said my quest was no illusion, and keeping my word, chasing what you called impossible, I will cast off those who cannot keep pace, one by one, like shedding burdens from my back. To those who never knew life — I will show no pity. Those who turned their backs on infinite teachings — I will never comprehend. Your borders end where a village ends, but I have no borders. To possess thoughts as deep as the universe itself… That is me. To be as incomprehensible as this life you cannot grasp… That is me. While lotuses bloom for those who never knew life, to understand those who sulk at art through autumn and winter is simply not possible. Keep your reckless lives to yourselves, please. Let these words reach those who failed to grow. It is not living in the city — it is living the city. Life is not something to be lived, but a paradox where the end of all striving is annihilation. And so, to savour this life to its very last drop… To climb the summit of carelessness, unburdened, that is me. To those who never knew life, to the defeated, to those who lost their consciousness, who recorded madness, wildness, as mere foolishness — my reproach is infinite. What do you know of love, of ambition, of respect, you cold beings whom a pair of words could never break. I hope, I forget, I live this city in the deepest chambers of my heart. To those who never knew life — I am done cursing. I am making peace with myself, I am living, in defiance of those who never knew life.