carson-travel

September 19, 2024

I went travelling to a wreck of a place. There were three gates standing ajar and a fence that broke off. It was not the wreck of anything else in particular. A place came there and crashed. After that it remained the wreck of a place. Light fell on it.

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Thought:

“Life is a jest, and all things show it.
I thought so once; but now I know it.”

John Gay | “My Own Epitaph”

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