Lost laughter

‘We were lost but never abandoned. Who was there to abandon us? You were absent with us. You turned the wrong corners with us, and sometimes the right ones, which also turned out to be wrong. You led us into an ever deeper night and an ever more luminous absence. We almost liked turning wrong corners, though we never got used to it and still haven’t. We have to laugh at ourselves, and at you. Sometimes you even laugh back, and it’s like a wounded laughter welling up from creation.’

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