I’ve been watching Dark again, the German sci-fi series on Netflix.
a few things have jumped out to me as notable but this especially,
From then on, I knew that nothing changes. That all things remain as before. The spinning wheel turns, round and round in a circle. One fate tied to the next. A thread, red like blood, that cleaves together all our deeds. One cannot unravel the knots. But they can be severed. He severed ours, with the sharpest blade. Yet something remains behind that cannot be severed. An invisible bond. On many a night he tugs at it. And then I wake with a start, knowing that nothing ceases to be. That all remains.
I’ve been watching Dark again, the German sci-fi series on Netflix.
a few things have jumped out to me as notable but this especially,
From then on, I knew that nothing changes. That all things remain as before. The spinning wheel turns, round and round in a circle. One fate tied to the next. A thread, red like blood, that cleaves together all our deeds. One cannot unravel the knots. But they can be severed. He severed ours, with the sharpest blade. Yet something remains behind that cannot be severed. An invisible bond. On many a night he tugs at it. And then I wake with a start, knowing that nothing ceases to be. That all remains.
I absolutely love that show. One of the very few I’ve watched from start to finish.