Thursday, March 4, 2010

Half

07-08-2009

-The text that never should have come to being. The book that is a compilation of what was destined only for destruction from time of its birth. Memories... and the establishment of those memories. For that purpose alone, letters are written.
-And at that instant they're set down, the action itself is snatched beyond oblivion and loses its meaning altogether
-Memories and the letter that record them.
-However the letters have no meaning by themselves. There is no meaning in the lines alone. Just like our present selves. That's right, we are just two halves of a separeted entity. We hold no meaning alone. I give the definition and you are the defined. Just like letters, just like sentences, you do not possess a main body in your current state.

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