Thus is the nature of memory. Past and future are relative.
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The world... what's to get? Look at it through a lense of fire, or the soft membrane of a soapbubble, and let it amaze you. It's a fuzzy little world, but so long as you can let it tickle you, everything should be fine.
My pain belongs to the divine. It is like air. It is like water.