Man does not know the mystery of being
or its substance, no one knows why or how,
although everyone mutters endlessly
no one knows the value of its essence'
I was not something that was called to mind in a moment of eternity.
This is how my story started.
In those times, grapes had not been created yet, but I was already drunk.
I say, in those times, because time was a moment.
In those times, I didn't know that a moment was infinitely divisible.
A friend told it to me. A friend who had accompanied me and not let me alone in a night I had spent in the observatory watching the extraordinary motion of a star.
I call him the messenger. Like the star, he was. It was a message for me.
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