We failed children! We failed childhood! We mentioned things, terrible things! Questions were asked! Knowledge was found out! Questions should never be asked! Knowing things should never happen! Pain! Pain and horror forever! Questions being asked! No! Knowledge being found out! Horrors! Horrors beyond end! Innocence matters! Innocence must be preserved above all things! We so failed children! O God! This is true horror!
“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
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