Texte : Rus Khomutoff
Rus Khomutoff – TECHNIQUE OF ECSTASY
07 mercredi Mai 2025
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We cannot estimate the distance,
so much does time stretch out in long exposures.
The night overtakes us with its thousand distant suns.
Among the past collisions
that spawn monsters
no sound reaches us.
It is a function of multiple unknowns
in which the crash of explosions
has not yet reached us.
We can only make a few assumptions
in the movement of the stars,
the sky bleeding with radiation
shades of color
in the icy darkness of a winter night.
We will have fun identifying the figures of myths
Sagittarius, Pegasus by drawing a line
between the stars, as one reconstructs a drawing
with numbered dots that simply need to be assembled.
A kind of luminous poem among others
(a thousand billion poems and even more
would almost be within our reach if we went back
into the light years)
and all the symbols of the world
would be united in a beautiful allegory
where everything dies and is reborn in another form
the sorcery of a universe doomed to hecatomb
and permanent rebirth:
a most unstable quantum physics
poisonous stars swallowing others
or expelling planets onto the canvas of nothingness.
We will read the figures of chance
like when Africans read the future
according to the arrangement of the cowrie shells
they have just thrown. As for me, I only trust in reality,
the paradoxes of a life we endure
That’s already enough in the time allotted to us
for some paradoxical thought to escape our minds,
escaping symbolism
as well as mathematical torments
(according to the uncontrollable variables
of relativity)…
RC