shut up and deal.

“It was still dark. I threw the rope over a tree but it didn’t catch hold. I tried once, twice but to no avail. So then I climbed the tree and tied the rope on tight. Then I felt something soft under my hand. Mulberries. Deliciously sweet mulberries. I ate one. It was succulent, then a second and third. Suddenly, I noticed that the sun was rising over the mountaintop… What sun, what scenery, what greenery! All of a sudden, I heard children heading off to school. They stopped to look at me. They asked me to shake the tree. The mulberries fell and they ate. I felt happy.”

-Thank you very much. -YOU’RE NOT WELCOME!

I know it can’t be described. It’s a world of liberated feelings. Do you know what I mean? To me, man is a tremendous creation, an inconceivable thought. In man is everything, from the highest to the lowest. Man is God’s image, and in God there is everything. So human beings are created, but also the demons and the saints, the prophets and artists and iconoclasts. Everything exists side by side. It’s like huge patterns changing all the time. In the same way, there must also be countless realities, not only the reality we perceive with our dull senses but a tumult of realities arching above each other inside and outside. It’s just fear and priggishness to believe in limits. There are no limits. Neither to thoughts nor to feelings. It’s anxiety that sets limits. When you play the slow movement of the Hammerklavier Sonata you must feel you’re living in a world without limitations in an activity you can never see through or explore.

“Will we meet again, Mr. Umberto?”

What will happen to me if I fail your test?