Come Back to Me…

The heavy, suffocating emptiness of loss. To wrap your brain around that which is impossible: Death. The mystery of all mysteries. Ironic that the climax of our existence is also the finale. And then, to be the one left behind…

Singularity

“To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men, — that is genius. Speak your latent conviction, and it shall be the universal sense… The other terror…

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