no objects, no subjects
cycles .. stupid cycles .. turning and turning one after another, each treading upon the heel of the one going in front .. stupid fractalized destinies .. why? .. why? .. who can fucking tell me WHY????!!!!! ..
.. why do our souls need those fucking reincarnations?? .. not only souls, you know .. but the spontaneously created small fairy-fucking-tale worlds!! .. why they all need to be born, dead and reborn? .. where's the fucking sense of that? .. the fucking pain that penetrates through me? .. I know the moment will come .. the moment when the very substance of my soul will not be able to withstand .. and what then? ..
.. W H A T ? ? ! ! ! !
no, don't even try to tell me about emptiness .. it's pretty banal
"stillborn fairytale" .. how do you like this word combination? huh? .. isn't it sweeeet-sounding? >:[
.. why do our souls need those fucking reincarnations?? .. not only souls, you know .. but the spontaneously created small fairy-fucking-tale worlds!! .. why they all need to be born, dead and reborn? .. where's the fucking sense of that? .. the fucking pain that penetrates through me? .. I know the moment will come .. the moment when the very substance of my soul will not be able to withstand .. and what then? ..
.. W H A T ? ? ! ! ! !
no, don't even try to tell me about emptiness .. it's pretty banal
"stillborn fairytale" .. how do you like this word combination? huh? .. isn't it sweeeet-sounding? >:[