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Walking, snow falling, it is possible
to focus at various distances
in turn on separate flakes, sharply engage
the attention at several spatial points:
the nearer cold and more uncomfortable,
the farther distanced and almost pleasing.

Living, time passing, it is preferable
to focus the memory in turn upon
the more distant retrospects in order
that the present mind may retain its peace.

Yet knowing that seeing and remembering
are both of course personal illusions.
 

 

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Bryan Stanley Johnson (1933 1973) was an English writer who worked in multiple genres, including film and television. He established a reputation for extreme creativity and experimental projects, but was plagued by depression and committed suicide at the age of forty. Only moderately successful during his lifetime, Bryan and his work have since developed an enthusiastic cult following.


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Wow! That's very profound!
Posted 01/29/2013 08:36 AM


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