She wanders in a vain existence. Walking around. Looking at pretty faces everywhere. Empty gazes all over the heavy air. She is looking for a real world. The real world. She is looking for authenticity. But maybe is it all gone ? Maybe is it all fake ? Maybe is She meant to remain all alone, with, for only company a dark, cold, dead lake.
She has always seen the power of life in the conscience of death. While people are looking for a meaning to life, She is looking for a meaning to its rival. And surprising mind does She have, She believed that death was nothing but an illusion of time.
When time becomes so deeply linked to conscience it is no longer an absolute idea. When time has barely begun for a creature, while another is about to discover inexistence, it can be defined as the biggest illusion of humanity. As time has no beginning nor end, we shall be considered eternal until the day we die. We are eternal in life, and when death comes, it only gets you out of the universal bubble of evolution.
Emy Greater
05 / 05 / 2018
