For how long my soul has been asleep? Now, as I woke up it seems like all the four seasons passed over me. Am I still the same? May this be the same spring? Who am I? What am I? Why am I? Am I? How can I tell? What do I know? I know nothing. Who's thinking all of this? That little flower over there. Oh, she must be so lucky. She has no doubts, knowing she's just a little flower that will soon die only to become an apricot that will die too and become a new tree. But what about me? What will I become? I wanna know more than your brain, I wanna know more than my brain, I wanna know. I must exceed all the limits to find myself. Pe mine mie redă-mă.
My dear Peter
I know you. I know us. I know.
Maybe I'll find myself.
This is somehow inspired by the movie Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring Again. [link]