Murderer

How many times have you killed yourself so far? Do you still keep count? I, for one, have died so many times I wonder how I’m still alive. Every single day bits and pieces of us are fading away, leaving our hearts emptier and emptier. Memories, feelings, words and actions too. They are all escaping... Continue Reading →

Builders

If I were to choose a job to characterize all the people in the world then that job would be “builder”. Because we humans build things. From early years we play with Legos and build little houses and cars and space shuttles which we then make pretend launch them into the orbit. We build sand... Continue Reading →

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