Theories are doctrines and purposes that only live on the margins of literature, just as the symptom lives on the margins of essence, or as the ephemeral dictator lives on the margins of the eternal nation.
The theories or doctrines may be valid in a political book, or a political will addressed to a people that has its own conditions, established borders, culture, and nationality. It is not valid in poetry that expresses life; Life has no nationality, status, or borders. It is too broad for us to set limits and standards for it, and the unlimited circle is not limited to a narrow pupil.
Thought has no limit or boundaries, so how do we put an end to life when it is the goal of thought?! How do we define this transforming force in infinity, this unknown force?!