The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man's body. The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life's most intense fullfilment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earh, the more real and truthful they become.
Conversely, the absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into the heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half-real, his movements as free as they are insignificant.
What then shall we choose?
Weight or lightness?
Από την Αβάσταχτη Ελαφρότητα του Είναι
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