March 2012
1 post
February 2012
88 posts
the idea of eternity scares me
like Kundera’s Tomas, the unimaginable, the millionth part dissimilarity fascinates me, the opaque shadow, the solid block of wall that surrounds the little window. i too want to slit open the outstretched body of the world with my scalpel. but with the slit comes the gush of blood, the rush of glistening quivering red, so vulnerable and so deep that it makes me cry. maybe being...
happy foreveralone day
