Nonsense

The whole dish is immersed in clear water the gaze sees that the stains left from the night gone by will vanish in the water the gaze sees that light pours into the crystal cup and freshly, freshly the circle of the swift dance of reds of purples of blues keeps taking shape. To the right left standing in the turning ... The gaze freshly sees. How do you know what the last movement will be like? My gaze never reached any knowledge of any last thing ever ...