#3 – Hintergedanke

There’s an uncanny hintergedanke that often resurfaces into my consciousness. This weird, intuitive awareness of entropy, Thanatos. Its gravity, its pull. How scarce the resources, how laboured life; how lucky, how fragile, how tender it is to have eyes to see through. From yawning nothing, the something shivers. How like Atlas this flesh-sentence, how laden the act.

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