Have you ever mixed sugar with egg white?
It’s like the whipped cream effect. The harder you batter the thing, the puffier it becomes. The upside down firm sticky condition somehow directs a capsized foaming sweetened fantasy amusement park in which all childish naïve reveals. Galloping down a mouthful of creamy illusion, you allow yourself to once in a while keeping your brain blank in a nowhere condition. Everything turns out to be a nada, a nada, and a nada. All of a sudden you are waiting for a pie in the sky, an imagined oasis in the desert. You more or less notice that what you’re expected is nothing but a vanity.
Yet, you just cannot stop but keep again and again run into the same process no matter how hard you try to avoid ending up in such a continuous vicious circle. Maybe Godot is the very person each of us waiting for.
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