he is god, handsome, beautiful, young,
he is from the moon,
he is dust, dust
left here.
You live in this world,
you do not belong to this world.
You are a god, you are dust,
the person in the mirror took your pearl,
but you can't find it in the mirror, you
can see everything lifelike on the inside, the
bed, the sky, the table, the lamp, the silverware. . .
Inside, there is nothingness,
like a deep sea, cold and dark.
You will never find lost pearls again.
You were the pearl,
now you are the dust,
you can't find yourself, and you ca
n't be found by others.
(The lens of Terrence Malik has a psychedelic poetic quality, with a kind of casual and natural beauty, every picture is so beautiful, taking you through nature and the city to find yourself.)
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