Is it better to out-monster the monster
                           or to be quietly devoured?

– F. Nietzsche

The Bird of Hermes is my name, eating my wings to make me tame.
I’m Hermes, I’ve become tamed by devouring my own wings.

But is not always better just to disappear behind written word forgetting your losses?
Sometimes they just return to you as treasures of a life lived.