Is this what death is?... «I Am Providence»
RamingoWS5 июля 2018Is this what death is? Consciousness, forever, floating somewhere in the body, being able to listne until one`s ears rot away, but not see or speak or move? Is that how every dead grandma and leukemia baby in the cemetery is experiencing the world now? When a bunch of us — Colleen and Bhanushali and Ginger J. David Cob and Ms. Phantasia and another half-a-dozen people — went to Lovecraft`s grave two nights ago, was there something left of him, under our feet, listening? Oblivion is now something I`m anxious for. Whomever it was that killed me, I`ve not been murdered enough. I pray to fade away.
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