I had been thinking about that do we still have any connections with the world after our death?
And then I started to sink in the marsh of my own conscious.
The monsters were str uggling in the holy light, came out from darkness, were wantonly licking and swallowing the joyancy before the dawn.
Love and sin, dream and truth.
Is that the real world where we are living in ?
楔子我时常在想,死亡以后真的就不会再和这个世界相连了吗? 直到我开始在意识的沼泽里沉沦。 在光明中挣扎的怪物,在黑暗里破壳而出,在黎明的前夕纵意狂欢。 爱与罪,梦与现实。 我们活...