is it more frightening that no one has ever fully known me,
or that I can never fully know another person?
is it more frightening that no one has ever fully known me,
or that no one has ever fully tried?
is it more frightening that no one has ever fully known me,
or that I don’t fully know myself?
is it more frightening or exciting?
(Photos are from Cy Twombly’s Fifty Days at Iliam, currently at Philadelphia Museum of Art. Specifically from the painting, Achaeans in Battle.)