First Valentine

It seems to me we are always losing ourselves and then in some other way finding ourselves losing ourselves to what we love and serve and then finding ourselves inside ourselves in our loneliness let’s admit it and in our cravings a kind of rocking back and forth but the first faith was to lose all conviction in this world to stand freely inside it and to know it as the real dreaming in which we struggle to wake up with perhaps a blow to the head finding ourselves in the little finger or the fifth metatarsal bone of some great being at last