Being in the Subjunctive

I am the eternal hesitant. I understand Hamlet´s hesitation because I personally live in the subjunctive mood, in the uncertainty, in the speculation, in the conditional: If I were… I would ... Nothing can be determined since appearances are deceptive and my human senses are defective.

This is simply because the double life has always been my identity and I reject being permanently a victim of physical reality, the concrete. Sometimes I find refuge in the abstract, in the anticipation. The subjunctive takes me away from my own self any time on an irreal journey to any place or person I wish.. I wouldn´t have survived had it not been for the subjunctive.

The subjuctive is a place where I meet you; where our physical borders dearest L finally dissolve.

Jamshid

Bremen 30 April 2016