https://www.imdb.com/title/tt5749596/
Spread through our minds, stretched out like a screen, our memories with their framed horizon
It's expecting too much when time is out of time and the waiting that takes place over time opens time to the absence of time.
There is a real contrast between the violence of the act of representing and the calm within the representation itself.
Earth, abandoned, overloaded with letters of the alphabet, stifled under the knowledge and hardly any ears listening anymore.
But the words will never be language.
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