“All this doing is like a child’s play, without plan, without purpose, out of an inner impulse, out of simple joy. And the contemplating spirit finds & recognizes itself again in that which it creates. Yes, yes, Röslin: all is play.

Vale

Johannes Kepler” *

*John Banville, Kepler, Picador, an imprint of Pan Macmillan, London 1999

***

Even the tears and horrors are play?

Even those.

Simple to grasp?

No.

Remember, I tell myself: the observer modifies the experiment, as the reader modifies the writer’s words.

Back to bureaucracies for a few more hours.