I have written about Trypes (Τρύπες) before in an article that revolves around the theme of painfully experiencing life from the sidelines: Interpretation of Trypes’ “Treno” (Train). New dizziness Time is the worst doctor It burns, disperses, and freezes you Though you will soon not be here Others will carry on fighting with the dust Once again you want to terminate by yourself a journey that never ends The oldest god awakens underneath your clothes All roads are crammed in your suitcases Which maps have warmed up your mind again Which seas dry up in your small head Which wind takes you further away from here Tell me which fear you loved again In which dream did they awake you wet, manqué (incomplete) Which daemons irrigate your new dizziness Which love pushes you further away from here…