#chronophasia

[forevermarked]

To you I bequeath...

my inheritance.

Composite things are like dreams. Fantasies, bubbles, thoughts. Like a dewdrop and a flash of lightning. A new dress and a burning tire. Grains of sand and sinking ships. The shadow of a statue and an entry in a diary. A brain tumor and an ice cream sundae.

They are thus to be imparted.

[immaculateabortion]

I bequeath to you