When you're with me there's a light and I can see my way
When you speak to me it's a song and I know what to say
When you listen there's a hope and I know I'm being heard
When you smile at me and I know that we don't have to speak a word.
El lenguaje no es una transparencia a través de la cual accedemos a lo real, no es un reflejo fiel de las cosas que nombra, sino una materia a través de la cual construimos versiones del mundo. El lenguaje a la vez que muestra, oculta.
Rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me TRUTH.
9 de noviembre de 2009
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