- Dec 24, 2020
I feel my spirit's comprehension of life and death is both limited and amplified by my human experience. One day, I'll finally get to hang out with the big bad wolf of death and decay and I'm looking forward to it. Absence is substance. Life is death. I think it will feel familiar enough (everything is made of the same stardust, right?), but also hilariously nonsensical. I'm especially excited for the nonsense.