It is notable, the glory of No One: he had no ancestors under the sun, under the rain, has set no roots in East or West. Not son of No One, not grandson of No One, not father of No One, small consul of oblivion.
Do you see a void in the family photo, a hole, a gap among respectable relations? It is
No One, with no trace and no descent.
It is notable, the glory of No One before the first morning of history, precursor of men
who today are grass, of fathers of other fathers who are candles with no wick.
Let us celebrate No One who permits us to presume we are Someone.
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