During the day I often sleep,
like Proust, although at night I am not
working on a temps perdu, but keep on sleeping.
‘No closer to the gods can any mortal rise.’*
Do you by sleeping get closer
to the gods than by creating?
Dammit, it would seem to look like it!
And after all gods too occasionally sleep. They have
devised the laws of the curved universe
and then have started snoring: that’s the background noise
of the Big Bang.
The gods are lying on their backs, sides or stomachs
with their eyes closed letting the universe do the work.
I do not want to work but be there with the gods.
* The physicist Edmund Halley dedicated these words to his friend