Well, supposedly it is time. I feel weak all over already. Wonder what i Should post now that I will deprave myself of life. Something abut mylife, maybe. As how it felt to be homeless, or get raped, or to be held in an asylum as a teenager, or how does it feel when a friend dies? Perhaps something about shame and hate because I'm not foreign to such feelings in my life. But that would be off topic in an anime board,
so let us post about SZS instead, okay.
Anyhow, i thought that one should prepare suitable epitaph for this thign. As in the spirit spoonriver antology, not such terrible book at all. But I cannot write, so it is best to quote my favourite poet Rilke-chan instead. Even though such lines sound awfully crude in english.
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the Angelic Orders? And even if one were to suddenly
take me to its heart, I would vanish into its
stronger existence. For beauty is nothing but
the beginning of terror, that we are still able to bear,
and we revere it so, because it calmly disdains
to destroy us.
-your beloved Anežka Otradovec
ps. You will probably hear of me posthumous if AoC does the things I've asked him to.
so let us post about SZS instead, okay.
Anyhow, i thought that one should prepare suitable epitaph for this thign. As in the spirit spoonriver antology, not such terrible book at all. But I cannot write, so it is best to quote my favourite poet Rilke-chan instead. Even though such lines sound awfully crude in english.
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the Angelic Orders? And even if one were to suddenly
take me to its heart, I would vanish into its
stronger existence. For beauty is nothing but
the beginning of terror, that we are still able to bear,
and we revere it so, because it calmly disdains
to destroy us.
-your beloved Anežka Otradovec
ps. You will probably hear of me posthumous if AoC does the things I've asked him to.
