the time is small in my brain.
the wish is gigantic and is crushing my civilian life. my life is beautiful only when I bite some senses, in rest I water a dream with glowing flashbacks... this is doable only during my nightmares.
the time, my beautiful time, will expand when I will create a fantastic plan to assassinate it. I also need not to be caught... by me. you know what? I will assassinate that too. then, only then I will be able to realize The Infinite.
