Look into oblivion with an undisturbed gaze. The visible invisible. The emotion ebbing away into the infinity of feeling. See my forgotten thoughts returning. They look around in amazement. They intertwine with the past. Insoluble in their complexity.
I search for solutions. The confusion therein disrupts my search. Even if I were to retrieve the past, I could no longer live in it. The ripple of my present life can no longer…
