Dec 10, 2004 00:32
To many it is the end. To some, only the beginning. To me, there is no end, just as there never was a beginning... there always was thought of me.. an idea of me.. just as there always was an idea of my mother and so on and so on. The simple, yet extremely complex idea of a beginning or an end is rather depressing to me.
No Beginning, No End.. I'm immortal.. just as every other human being is. The thought me always existed, consciously or subconsciously.
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