religious appetite
and a taste for morality
that hungers for a taste of judgement,
all history thus turns into present tense,
every character turns into farce,
always rises as a fiction only in hindsight
timequakes collapse time, evaporate history
only peace itself, self-reflectively,
can constitute history
when language once again founds limits
limitless timequakes-
language no longer seeks sense
it is as if no one lusts
for freedom's reason