Unattainable
Then, there, by chance I met the old man who decided
before his death to name himself God. He had always
been in love with the unattainable. He liked to sit on a wet
mattress and asked the passersby for a moment of silence
because he knew, he alone, could carry the most gold at
the final Day of Judgement, one completely certain event
and of course unwished to the busy men of this city and
for this, the jester didn’t ever pay attention to such details
while the old man leaned into the restaurant garbage bin
to get his evening meal.
I like those who seek knowledge and become the reason
for the coming of Übermensch. Thus they seek their death.
Manolis Aligizakis 