I was feeling everything too much. Everything pulled at my eyes. I spent hours floating in pools.

We only exist in terms of how we think we exist. Meaning every cultural development is fabricated and can be fabricated.

You can be so much in a room that the world outside turns to water. You've got the heater blowing out burnt air, but you still don't get warm. Your ankles are singed, but your head's in a bucket of ice. Time drips like a stalactite. The water for the coffee boils away in a tree of steam.

Those People who can Make Words Weapon; Can Make Anything Happen!

Written By Narendra Devasi

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