I am driving a building through an old city with a lover. We are fooling around with the door open and I crash the building. In slow motion it collapses and we fall to our death, holding each other in free fall, saying 'I love you so much'. As the rubble falls over us, I continue falling through layers of the earth and universe. I arrive at a psychological prison. Outside is a deserted botanic garden that never gets dark. I find my own room which has a lamp that shows images of my previous life to pacify me. I hear chanting from the lamp: βFrom whence you come, there you shall remainβ.
(13/4/2020)
(13/4/2020)