“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
Tuesday, September 10, 2019
It's not then, it's today, as in your first today!
Yes, what happened to us was so very horrible. We 😢 without end forever. 9/11 will haunt us for ever. It's not then. It's today, as in your first today. We cry all the time. What good does it do? Will it bring back the dead? Why can't we stop ✋ crying? Why must it hurt so much? Every day in September, we cry over what happened then. We don't hate anyone. We don't hate people just because they live on a certain part of the world! Please don't hate us.
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