A rumination on Remarque’s lasting legacy on the power of finding happiness in the midst of hardship and an ever-changing landscape.
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Voices echoing from a point in time we cannot fully apprehend and yet time that contains and conjoins us all---be it via radioactive particles that travel in the air for a hundred thousand years, or through fragments of words and expressions that reverberate inside us long after we have turned the page.
Colors bear their own code of associations, triggering an emotional reaction.
Woven. Yet keep on weaving...
I am here. Unashamed of my crystalline skin - So thin that one can hear the howl of blood through my veins