2026

The bugs are eating it alive.

Dance is neither about technique nor stamina. Love is what makes it whole.

He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.

What can we do? All we can do is live. We’ll live through a long row of days and through the endless evenings. And we shall bear patiently the burdens that fate imposes on us. We'll continue to work for others, both now and when we have grown old. And when our last hour comes. We'll go quietly.

In this life, the next life and every life after, we are tied together.

If you can't tell the fake from the real, is it really fake?

You never learned to bend.

You only know how to bend. That's why you lose to people beneath you. I asked you for status, not a cozy cradle to hide from the world. Do not bend to their will. Do not back away. And do not compromise. This is how you protect someone. You go on the offensive. You fight back.