Memories of ancestors grow olds and fade in youngster’s minds. Slowly young fellows start rusting. New generations start growing older and older.
Memories of ancestors buried deeper and deeper. Finally the last survivor witness of a man from another ages passes away.
Memories disrupted.
There is a line, 70 years after death, which marks the final end of remaining memories of a man. Like life, memories die every day, slowly, until they remain in a last survivor, hidden in a senior brain, almost unreachable.
And useless.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Unknown tears
How many emails you received have been written by someone with tears in his/her eyes?
How many time did you suspect crying behind a message?
Tears inside ascii letters are invisible but pure as angels' souls
How many time did you suspect crying behind a message?
Tears inside ascii letters are invisible but pure as angels' souls
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