Irresponsibility On The Move

Posted by Irresponsibility

I am sitting on a stripped bed in a room full of overstuffed duffle bags, suitcases and piles of books, with a hangover, dull with sorting, packing, airline luggage allowances, bills, disposing of half-empty bottles of shampoo.

Only a fool would leave Ibiza. So here I am, bags packed. My best friend sent me the following excerpt from East Coker, part of T.S. Eliot’s ‘Four Quartets’ – it’s all that’s keeping me sane.

Es Cavallet, Ibiza

Es Cavallet, Ibiza

To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not,
You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.
In order to arrive at what you do not know
You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.
In order to possess what you do not possess
You must go by the way of dispossession.
In order to arrive at what you are not
You must go through the way in which you are not.
And what you do not know is the only thing you know
And what you own is what you do not own
And where you are is where you are not.

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