Wow. Resonance. That's what it's called, when something moves and in doing so moves others in its grasp to their deepest depths. There is an ephemeral quality to that kind of tugging-on-your-heartstrings emotion. Doesn't last. Not in all its breathtaking strength. The aftermath lasts somewhat longer...
I'm finally done with all ten volumes of The Sandman. All good things end, and in doing so, they leave behind a sense of emptiness. All of you who say 'comic book' with such derision, implying an inherent lack of depth, of character, of the capacity to be transcendent, read this. That will be all.
Currently: blown away!
Listening to: George Ezra - Song 6
Listening to: George Ezra - Song 6
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