head-shaking (3’20“)
Who gave us a sponge to wipe away the whole horizon? What did we do when we unchained the earth from the sun? Where is it going now? Away from all the suns? Aren’t we constantly falling? Backwards, sideways, forwards, in all directions? Is there still an upside and a downside? Aren’t we straying through something like an endless nothingness? Doesn’t the empty space breathe upon us? Isn’t it colder?
Text: FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE in THE GAY SCIENCE
(Photo: Obermaier)