If stories had some sort of reality I would narrate my dissolution amongst the heavenly bodies; if fantasies were not merely fictions I would vanish careless in the wind; if words were not all vain and empty I would tell everyone that life is a bubble of dream and we are nothing but footprints on sand.
If changing the world meant anything I would form a new republic; if truth existed I would refute the philosophers; if god existed I would be fearless to leave this world…
On my 26th birthday. January 7th 2008
Beyond Language 
And so, would you be fearful if there were no god?
relentlessly… a god would seem like the most miraculous consolation to this enigmatic life. Alas, I still can’t find him/her/it!
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