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. ...