Paradis
I can't cry for the physical end of a life.
I only lament the cease of the affection
stuck inside the motions of Memory.
That's why forgetfulness
is a merit
for surviving.
a technique
an allowance
to go through 'time'.
and that time, is built up
with memories.
this interlocked perception.
is the greatest horror
I've ever seen.
when I saw the life of a Barbie doll.
as a child, playing, watching commercials.
I felt chilled inside.
I tried to enjoy lifetime before.
for about ten to twelve years.
and.
there's nothing else
other than this
silence
in me
all the other sounds
are noises of null.
this body, this brain, this compounds of organs,
of inertia
with feelings seem immovable.
wonderments.
looks like it might be
that
we had known things 'before'
that we are searching to know 'now'.
while the memories are diminished (By ourselves),
and the feelings are kept on going (By ourselves as well).
see saw. up and down back and forth
twirling. spinning with circles
alive and dead
something is beyond these things.
when we part out of the amusement park later.
but we are not sure if we would come back again, so we imagine...(what's out there)
soon the imagining became a fun thing to do.
and we pretend there's a 'heaven' on Earth.
oh it's so delusional.
Earth is the Earth.
it is Acceptance.
Sumikko
2021/02/21 12:43 Hualien, Taiwan.