How far have you gone?
How distant are your symbols?
How to overcome the disconnection
between language and thought?
Come back, please.
Exercise your writing.
Try to externalize.
Poetry is a way (not the only).
There are so many things happening there...
inside of you.
Don't let it vanish in the wind...
Feel the wind.
Face the wind.
And talk, or write, or sing,
or carve a tattoo into your arm,
in any language, or symbolism,
but don't keep it only to yourself,
because the beds of memory are temporary,
but not your art.
How far are you now?
Come back, my favorite artist.