Æternal Death is an imaginary cemetery. It is a study of mourning — of self-mourning. Each day takes away a part of me that will never return, a process of dying which, over the years, I feel ever more viscerally and painfully. It’s with this loss that I construct who I continue to be, but paradoxically it is this same loss that gives me the feeling of not being. That one has made me unexist. The two are linked, and both are to be lived.
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