Spectacles and Enchantment of Power, Power of glory; glory of power, O glorious power, Where are your branches? Where are your roots? Where is that dark matter; Burnt and sacrificed for your glory? Burgeoning flashes of glory, Narcissistic fever of power, You, the witness of your thousand defeats, You, the player of little triumphs, You, the hero, You, the villain, Power, the inglorious history of glory, Your glory of which, God is also boundlessly jealous! O little thought, The shadow of clouds, The mother and progeny of glorious power, Where is the resting place; On which you stand and deliver; The narcissistic fever of Sapiens! How poetically you weave; The power of glory, And the glory of power? How imaginatively you create, The glory out of nothingness, And the glory into nothingness?
There is something in everything and everything in something.