I Don’t Exist / The space Between | Álvaro de Campos / Franz Kafka
I’m begining to know myself. I don’t exist.
I’m the space between what I’d like to be and what others
made of me.
Or half that space, because there’s life there too…
So that’s what I finally am…
Turn off the light, close the door, stop shuffling your
slippers out there in the hall.
Just let me at ease and all by myself in my room.
It’s a cheap world.
Álvaro de Campos (Fernando Pessoa)
Pavel Tchelitchew, Head, 1950
Anon, Spiralhead, n.d.
“On my own, I can’t go the way I want – I can’t even want to do so.
I can only be quiet;
I can’t want anything else, and I don’t want anything else.”
Franz Kafka, Letters To Milena
