there are three things which cannot be deconstructed:
first is love. second is death. third is void.
I never realized that these three things – so different from the outside – at a closer look are basically three sides of the same coin.
If a coin had three sides.
Isn’t it amazing how philosophically creative one can become after a sufficient amount of Islay?
Makes you think, don’t it?

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