"He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear. But so long as he uttered it, in some obscure way the continuity was not broken. It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage. He went back to the table, dipped his pen, and wrote:"
Thursday, October 07, 2010
Simon Christen :: The Unseen Sea
This is beautiful. I don't have much else to add other than that. So, so beautiful.
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