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BEYOND MEMORY
Memories are the threads that weave the fabric of our identity.
We search through our memories, hoping to find clarity, yet we stumble upon dark spots—painful recollections we wish we could erase.
As reality fades away, can tracing memories restore my identity? The only truth I believe.
My diary is my sanctuary, the only place I can escape to when the weight of reality becomes too much to bear.
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SOLUM
End and Beginning
At the intersection of darkness and light, the border between illusion or awakening
An endless bed where the soul takes root, grows and returns to life again
A timeless space, receptive to the infinity of changes
Where the end has a new beginning in its heart.
In the delicate intersection of light and shadow,
the soul takes root in the cracks of the earth and returns.
Here, time loses its meaning.
Every ending is the birthplace of another beginning.
Transformation is not an event;
it is a rhythm, calm and endless.
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THREAD OF FATE
As my feet touch the earth, I feel connected to the universe—a vast net of human connections. Yet I wonder, when my body fades, could my consciousness exist independently of the body … Somewhere beyond – Somewhere else?!
Out of my body —
And isn’t it just so pretty to think
All along there was some
Invisible string
Tying you to me?