In the labyrinth of a difficult text, we find unmarked forks in the path, detours, blind alleys, loops that deliver us back to our point of entry, and finally the monster who whispers an unintelligible truth in our ears.

If you corner me, you are going to hear some unwelcome truths.

Most of us live in a world that has ceased to exist.

I know God exits, but I don't know where.

Curiosity makes loneliness.

I enjoy my rights, but I revel in my privileges.

The parade was here, but it disappeared around a corner.