I've come to rely on the Waters of Lethe.
My simple substitute for intimacy.
A secret place where I can hide.
The next best thing to suicide.
"Give me the Waters of Lethe
that numb the heart, if they exist.
I will still not have the power
to forget you."
Ovid
"Sitting in the dark with a drink in his hand, killing himself slowly."
We think we want serenity, but what we really want is oblivion.
"It's a short walk from Apatheia to Apathy,
a well-worn path from Serenity to Oblivion."
Τα Νερά της Λήθης (The Waters of Lethe)
"His panacea apatheia inevitably evolves into apathy."
Carmen Cygni (Swan Song)
One of the messages of this poem is:
In times of desperation (when our power is stripped from us)
Apatheia (the serenity to accept the things we cannot change)
eventually evolves into Apathy.
"What is called resignation is confirmed desperation."
"I'll spend the day with the one I love
and care little for anything else."
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I've come to rely on the Waters of Lethe.
My simple substitute for intimacy.
A secret place where I can hide.
The next best thing to suicide.
"Give me the Waters of Lethe
that numb the heart, if they exist.
I will still not have the power
to forget you."
Ovid
"Sitting in the dark with a drink in his hand, killing himself slowly."
We think we want serenity, but what we really want is oblivion.
"It's a short walk from Apatheia to Apathy,
a well-worn path from Serenity to Oblivion."
Τα Νερά της Λήθης (The Waters of Lethe)
"His panacea apatheia inevitably evolves into apathy."
Carmen Cygni (Swan Song)
One of the messages of this poem is:
In times of desperation (when our power is stripped from us)
Apatheia (the serenity to accept the things we cannot change)
eventually evolves into Apathy.
"What is called resignation is confirmed desperation."
"I'll spend the day with the one I love
and care little for anything else."
Reflections of a Hermit 🧙🏻♂️