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the River of forgetfulness

My hours are married to Shadows....

“In the hours they spent chewing my bones, I grew a stone for my heart, and poisoned the rivers that ran through me. I studied the bloodless moon.”
H.C.M
3 years ago. Tuesday, September 6, 2022 at 10:02 PM

“Survival is equally meaningless after the experience of nothingness and after the paroxysm of sexual pleasure.

 

I can’t understand why people do not commit suicide during orgasm, why they don’t think survival commonplace and vulgar.

 

Such an intense though brief quiver should reduce us to ashes in seconds.

But if it does not kill us, we should ourselves.”

~ Emil Cioran

 


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