World machine


The universe is essentially made out of nothing.
Intervals, distances, holes, an ethereal lace.
In short, empty space.
The rest is matter.

Thus, this shudder,
this calling it and holdind it, this lifting it and facing it,
this vein of nothing opening into the void
must be an interval.

António Gedeão*           

* Literary pseudonym of Rómulo de Carvalho