October 23, 2019
I am in need of translation to pull meaning from the words I use; words that leave me full of meaning, dense with intensity and thought, but arrive empty and strange. I want a translation that gives my buried ideas fluency, lucidity, and can represent them unburdened by consciousness and doubt. I need a veritable miner of minds who can excavate my thoughts interred in the graves of my words, when each word, carved out and crafted in the material of thought, encapsulates all that I know, all I can say. Where I have built a sarcophagus, I want truth.