And so we made our way across that heap of stones, which often moved beneath my feet because my weight was somewhat strange for them.

We cannot walk alone.

Perhaps we had to stand so long as to stop the time in motion. Our bones became heavy as iron. When the flesh on your body disappears,your bones become a burden, and the ground pulls you down.

...burdened with the unbearable weight of ourselves.

When we walk like (we are rushing), we print anxiety and sorrow on the earth. We have to walk in a way that we only print peace and serenity on the earth... Be aware of the contact between your feet and the earth. Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.

Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet.

Light burdens, long borne, grow heavy.

We require rules, standards, values — alone and together. We’re pack animals, beasts of burden. We must bear a load, to justify our miserable existence.

For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.

In the world of eternal return the weight of unbearable responsibility lies heavy on every move we make.

...wheresoever the earth may be placed, or whithersoever it may be carried by its animal faculty, heavy bodies will always be carried towards it.

the heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. the absolute of a burden causes man to be lighter than air.

The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.

[...] when once our footsteps are set firm upon the melancholic shores of Acheron.