WARNING: GRAPHIC LANGUAGE
"Emotion recollected in tranquility": I've decided to post it again, with a photograph this time.
"Slow the injection of truth. Insert the needle of truth into my vein, into my brain, slowly. First, hold the needle upright. Squeeze out any air. Leave only the clear, the liquid, the truth. Inject me slowly. I want to watch that crystal clarity enter my vein. The truth, too fast, could only scare me. Inject me slowly, or quickly watch me die."
If anyone wants to know why I decided to post it again, I ask only that you read "The Tomb of the Anonymous Addict," linked here: https://niume.com/post/195573
The moral of the story (if I may borrow from the AIDS epidemic) is that SILENCE = DEATH.
End of story.