They say in death everything goes to oblivion. That is not true, I have been dead for about a decade, the void I lived with has never gone to oblivion. From a friend, to a foe, to the reincarnate of a friend or a foe, reincarnation has never served as a third chance. It served as nothing but a proof there is no way out of this circle in which I got locked by my very self. The circle of self deceit. I always come to my senses every now and then and figure out the insignificance of my very self is not induced, it's the truth behind my truth. My core has been empty ever since I came from the void. Born a hollow shell, pulled the crust that surfaced the void slumbering in me, then crust has gone for the void to submerge my insignificant existence again. And none of it has ever parted to oblivion. There was nothing to be forgotten in the first place. Not long ago, I have parted with the last lie I have been told. I was told I was human, but even this lie never lasted.
Monday, February 05, 2018
The void from which I came
Episode 59
They say in death everything goes to oblivion. That is not true, I have been dead for about a decade, the void I lived with has never gone to oblivion. From a friend, to a foe, to the reincarnate of a friend or a foe, reincarnation has never served as a third chance. It served as nothing but a proof there is no way out of this circle in which I got locked by my very self. The circle of self deceit. I always come to my senses every now and then and figure out the insignificance of my very self is not induced, it's the truth behind my truth. My core has been empty ever since I came from the void. Born a hollow shell, pulled the crust that surfaced the void slumbering in me, then crust has gone for the void to submerge my insignificant existence again. And none of it has ever parted to oblivion. There was nothing to be forgotten in the first place. Not long ago, I have parted with the last lie I have been told. I was told I was human, but even this lie never lasted.
They say in death everything goes to oblivion. That is not true, I have been dead for about a decade, the void I lived with has never gone to oblivion. From a friend, to a foe, to the reincarnate of a friend or a foe, reincarnation has never served as a third chance. It served as nothing but a proof there is no way out of this circle in which I got locked by my very self. The circle of self deceit. I always come to my senses every now and then and figure out the insignificance of my very self is not induced, it's the truth behind my truth. My core has been empty ever since I came from the void. Born a hollow shell, pulled the crust that surfaced the void slumbering in me, then crust has gone for the void to submerge my insignificant existence again. And none of it has ever parted to oblivion. There was nothing to be forgotten in the first place. Not long ago, I have parted with the last lie I have been told. I was told I was human, but even this lie never lasted.
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