Some time for flesh
As birth gives life and mistakes take it away, time passes trough our fingers like sand, flying away in dust we won’t ever touch again. We often forget to remember and skip towards the end of the last breath. But we can still give our spirit away, our flame passing from our torch to the match of our descendance. And when we really think of it, our bodies all directly made from the first alive being and will pass on towards the last one. With that, the last objective is having fun till the end..
Jul 07, 2026, 09:11
