repeated. repeated. repeated.
why it always repeated?
repeated in a same way, in a terrible harmony
History repeats, and so the cycle of life goes on.
Things happens again, same case, different places.
Everything is fading.
Slowly pulling itself from me.
Why should worry? Everything is determined.
Existence blurring, blurring.
Why god let us humans do sin if everything happened by his permit?
There’s something in it
the brink is near. . .