ETERNAL

23.05.2021

each concrete piece of my existence can disappear, sometimes I don't know who i am, in what parallel universe i can be. my cards shake my knees, and my plays alter my emotions.

And existential lies keep me in this limbo, maybe i can face my reflection when all my boxes are lost ?, There are more distortions in my game ?, i do not know my soul but i think i am intelligent.

Is this a catharsis? i am aware of my dirty empire, but the drums continue to play and hours and weeks have passed.