Decay of splendour.
Exhausted. Lost. Spiritless. It’s the end.
Course to an end.
What’s happening? What’s next? There is no future yet; a tomorrow, accurate but full of questions.
Decline.
Duality: corrosions-purification. Certainty, fate… final?
Tender resistance.
All is fading. Collapsing. However… I can see it; the last glimpse. The last opportunity? Salvation?
Primordial dawn.
I have arrived. The end it’s being started. A beginning that never ends.
Inter(pretation)ference
Can I feel? Can I know? Will I discover any truth? I only appreciate traces, doubts, shadows.
The static glance.
I’m observing myself, but I can’t look at me. I am, being absence.
Revive.
I go back, towards the unknown. What is familiar doesn’t exist anymore, the absence is present. I’m finally feeling again.
Colossus.
I’m transported, I’m traveling to the ephemeral eternity.
Live.
I die. I survive. I life in this endless journey.
Retroprogression.
I don’t know where I am, neither where I’m going. Forward, backward. Movement all the time. What can I do? Nothing. Just let me be swept away.
Visions 1.
Resistance is futile. The decision is taken. You will know the result soon.
Visions 2.
There’s nothing eternal, not even this journey. Only you can make this more pleasant.
Oblivion.
Nothing is clear. Which is my identity? Who am I communicating with?
Abyss.
I don’t exist.
Turmoil.
All seems to be clear. The past will not come back again, now the light are my guide. No more darkness, no more confusion.
Triumph of a new splendour.
Warm. The journey has finished. I’m stacked in a dimensions that drives nowhere, except to the remembrance. I rise, I’m illuminated, I smile. I’m dead.
