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Zirhc @2002
"In the hills of mystery, in the foggy web of destiny, you can have what's left of me." < by Bob Dylan > ...
01. To search for the Loss
Having been losing the pace of life, the essence of soul, the expression of mind-mapping, I give birth to a re-engineered self. For the every beginning, I recognise a long-been-neglected mind inside my running body. Direction is always like a path for me to visionise, though it can be blurred or in mirage. I try hard to focus at a pint, but it is never an easy task. Having been passing 24 winters and summers, snow never falls onto my shoulder. I am unique to myself, and I hope this uniqueness can always sustain. I think from my brain and I act from my soul, and never have I thought of the real self evolution for a future, a designated time when I am to be myself. Identity is one of the lost worlds in the community, and within the community, I search for mine.
Early April, 2002
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