Sunday 12 April 2015

[Mímisbrunnr] [ ] [] ["myself to myself, | On the tree that none may know | What root beneath it runs.] Downwards I peered; I took up the runes, screaming I took them, then I fell"] InhaleExhaleInhaleExhaleInhaleExhalenihilExhale

Life

Death's price.

Knowledge

Death's release.


Eternity wakes.

The eyelid of all opens

Like a wound

And bleeds absence.

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