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Alvaro de Campos, solemn investigator of useless things, at your service. These are the musings of Fernando Pessoa, a possible figment of my imagination. Or the other way around. With musical interludes.

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If our life were an eternal standing by the window, if we could remain there for ever, like hovering smoke, with the same moment of twilight forever painting the curve of the hills… If we could remain that way for beyond for ever! If at least on this side of the impossible we could thus continue, without committing an action, without our pallid lips sinning another word!

Look how it’s getting dark!… The positive quietude of everything fills me with rage, with something that’s a bitterness in the air I breathe. My soul aches… A slow wisp of smoke rises and dissipates in the distance… A restless tedium makes me think no more of you…

All so superfluous! We and the world and the mystery of both.

—
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (trans. Richard Zenith)

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