A very mild nihilism. An ordinary nihilism. A nihilism that is utterly merged with life, that is identical with life. That’s raining soft blows on our heads, or whatever. Every day and forevermore.
A very slow vortex. Slowly turning. At the heart of everything. Sucking us all in.
It's turning in our hearts. It’s turning in the world – at the heart of the world. it’s turning in all things.
Work in Progress 