Sobre o Inferno III

Há três formas de lidar com o Inferno. 1. Pensar que é passageiro. Olhar para trás - ver todos os medos que não se concretizaram, todas as ansiedades que redundaram em coisa nenhuma, todo o desespero que julgavas perene e foi transitório. Tudo passou porque tudo passa e tudo passará. 2. Lembrar-te de que há quem estejas em círculos de fogo abaixo do teu. É certo, sabido e experimentado que grandes males curam males. 3. Após uma comichão, o alívio. Após o Inferno, a leveza. Depois de saíres do Inferno, perdes o medo, saboreias loucamente a vida, cada pequeno pormenor dissolve arestas e ganha textura de seda. they say that hell is crowded, yet,/ when you’re in hell,/ you always seem to be alone./ & you can’t tell anyone when you’re in hell/ or they’ll think you’re crazy/ & being crazy is being in hell/ & being sane is hellish too./ those who escape hell, however,/ never talk about it/ & nothing much bothers them after that./ I mean, things like missing a meal,/ going to jail, wrecking your car,/ or even the idea of death itself./ when you ask them,/ “how are things?”/ they’ll always answer, “fine, just fine…”/ once you’ve been to hell and back,/ that’s enough/ it’s the greatest satisfaction known to man./ once you’ve been to hell and back,/ you don’t look behind you when the floor creaks/ and the sun is always up at midnight/ and things like the eyes of mice/ or an abandoned tire in a vancant lot/ can make you smile/ once you’ve been to hell and back.