Lethe Nor Nepenth

If we could forget nothing, the pain would be too great. We forget that morning last week which was so confrontational. We forget the smothering love of our mother, and father’s disapproving coldness. In Lethe is a baptism of rebirth. In rebirth is infancy and the essence infancy is unmindful.

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