My human thoughts

I am many, I am unique, I am human. No one else is me, It is only me who is me. My human thoughts are universal, they transcend all boundaries. I cannot help but to give meaning, meaning to life, meaning to the world, to everything I observe. Some of my thoughts are vast, speaking of the cosmos, of beginnings, of why the sun rises and why the seasons come. Others touch my intimacy, speaking of us: why we are here, what is right and wrong, what it means to be human.

I fear the permanent danger of the erasure of my memory I write against oblivion

I fear the permanent danger of the erasure of my memory I write against oblivion