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Holden

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Re: No Salvation
« on: April 04, 2019, 11:44:02 am »
Herr Kaspar,

Its been close to five years since I first wrote to you.You write about being an observer of one's own existence. I am an enslaved and terrified spectator at my own undoing.I am trying to fight off madness for as long as possible with pretense of logic and self awareness.I have arguments in the office until my nerves are strained to the breaking point.
I see couples on the streets.To them I must cut a strange figure.Gaunt,almost sunken cheeks,furrowed brows.I keep making rambling arguments in my mind punctuated by outbursts of temper and voids of brooding silence.

Deception and ridicule of my colleagues,ubiquitous images of death and madness have marked my spiral toward the abyss of absolute breakdown.The  bas-tards have combined to wear down my defences against despair.In this heightened nervous state ,even the slightest insult or setback could trigger apocalypse.

It has been unbearably warm for days in Calcutta. Shipwrecked with no hope of rescue, delirious ,disoriented I lay on my bed.
In my mirror ,instead of the familiar face,I see an ill-starred wretch.
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