The fine line between genius and madness
If you were immortal, no one could touch you
感动，to touch somebody, be moved by someone
It's the moments that count
One person remembering them is enough, right?
I just want to make you happy
But if doing so makes you unhappy
Then I'll stop 그만아자
There are buried places deep inside that only
Certain people, cetain words, certain declarations
Can reach, can touch, can soothe
"I refuse to let you think I'm living through you"
Intentions, vastly multilayered, so hard to pin down
忍，if that blade were wavering over your
Choice between life and death
Would you take the plunge?
Just to know what it feels like?
Why must there be so many sacrifices in life?
If you knew the future
Was going to be painful beforehand
Would you still permit yourself
The happiness of this moment?
Without any concept of
What it means
To be human
A mix of various thoughts I've sporadically written down over the course of time. And, yes, I've used a mix of Chinese, Korean, and Japanese because there are certain concepts and ways of voicing these ruminations within these languages that just can't be correctly conveyed (in the way I hear them myself) in English. As suspicious as it may sound, this is realistic depiction of my thought processes ^~^