Streets of Paris, 16.May.2015
I wonder if you see what I see, I wonder if you are still mine, I am reading a book about god knows what, but it says something beautiful about death, it talks about a far away planet where death does’t have the same meaning than it does in our society “When a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past. All moments, past, present and future, always have existed, always will exist. It is just an illusion we have here on Earth that one moment follows another one, and that once a moment is gone it is gone forever” I wonder often if you see what I am doing and I keep on wondering if you are still mine.
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