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This is a interpretive and somewhat surrealist piece, #127 high rated, that revolves around one of my favorite themes: memory. As we gather experiences, age, and contemplate, memory is all that remains of our stories. A life story, unique, singular, and lost forever, is the stuff that encompasses our world. Yet memory is curiously fragile and malleable, constantly remodeled and buried by new experience, so people change and become different persons. That passive loss is what Millennium Actress is about. Time moves irrevocably onward, robbing us of youth, dreams, folly, and passion. What will your story be when you can no longer remember it?
3 comments:
This is about the Yellow Floors, isn't it.
there are no yellow floors. it never existed. gawd
nuke japan
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