Each flower consists of many tiny crowned leaves that together form a Perianth, which at its very center, resembles a nothing. And here we come to the very central part, namely that of the letter.
I could hardly see it, not until now, not until I saw the pistil of the flower. And then only as an outline. Yet I never thought of that letter. Not as such. I might have thought of a shape or an expression, but not a letter. Not that letter.
What do these small and thousands of smaller or larger leaves show if they fall off, and if I don’t pick or discard them first? Or tear them apart? Or crumple them up? Or do something else to them? At first glance, they appear to be simply discarded leaves and letters, from the as-yet-unwritten book of thousands of leaves, I mean…
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