This book doesn't have any title, because it doesn't really matter.
Once you have finished this book, years from that moment, you won't even realise it existence anymore. You'll remember few words and phrases, but that's all. No matter how hard you tried to remember everything, one day, you'll forget about this book.
So what's the use of the title? No one will remember it. And if some does, when our existence is only proven from footsteps and gravestones, this book will be forgotten. So really, it doesn't matter.
This I wrote to celebrate life and death, to celebrate the endless nothingness before and after it. To celebrate the past and the future and moment between them. This, I wrote to celebrate you as a being.
