2 So where were we? Nick. Who lived at the edge of a cliff. Who refused the world and headed to the woods. I don’t know why his name was Nick, neither did he, nor his parents. I am not sure if he had parents. But surely he must have had. For he remembered two… Continue reading existential carousel 2
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No one’s ground
No one's ground, no one's fault. no one's decision, no one's mistake. It's just the way the world spins and the sun rises. That's just the way the waves roll and the birds sing. Only if there was someone to hear them, to see them. People occupied, preoccupied, reoccupied, too occupied with the world that… Continue reading No one’s ground
accidentally chosen
He was like water to me – clear and transparent. I could drink him up in a breath but I didn’t want to. It wasn't cool. He didn’t deserve to be forgotten so easily afterwards. Nonetheless, it is an interesting world that we are living in – everyone is trying to close their eyes and… Continue reading accidentally chosen
