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“Please stop with this. It doesn’t have to be so hard. All you have to do is say something real.”
“I can’t—words don’t have mean—I want to take back everything I say becau—I cannot find the words to say to you. It’s like I’m... miles deep inside my own head or—no not that—words like indescribable or ineffable are so played out. All of language is. None of it says
what I want it to say anymore. I just want language to disappear. I want to have a mind without words in it. Can you even imagine what that would look like?”
Petrichor is a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather. Do you know the scent?
You will forget what people said, you will forget what people did, you will even forget how people made you feel, but you will never forget the games you played.
An arctophile is... fuck it.
He knocks on the door and waits. आयुर्वेद is life-knowledge.