Chiralium

A Death Stranding Interlude

 To temper my eagerness for my homie to progress in FF VII

To alleviate the dust of everyday's life

Nightwish Days were something else dude

Fare thee well, little broken heart
Downcast eyes, lifetime loneliness

Whatever walks in my heart will walk alone

Constant longing for the perfect soul
Unwashed scenery forever gone

No love left in me
No eyes to see the heaven beside me
My time is yet to come
So I'll be forever yours

"If porcelain, then only the kind" Stanisław Barańczak

If porcelain, then only the kind

you won’t miss under the shoe of a mover or the tread of a tank;

if a chair, then not too comfortable, lest

there be regret in getting up and leaving;

if clothing, then just so much as can fit in a suitcase,

if books, then those which can be carried in the memory,

if plans, then those which can be overlooked

when the time comes for the next move

to another street, continent, historical period

or world:

who told you that you were permitted to settle in?

who told you that this or that would last forever?

did no one ever tell you that you will never

in the world

feel at home in the world?

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."

Still Digesting Death Stranding

Good grief this has been a challenging gaming season.