C.R.G.
His words, a catalyst of creativity.
Why can’t he remember?
Once obsessed with mortality, fear of and then acceptance of death.
A combination of science and prose, a carefully crafted story emerges.
Always the protagonist, his characters enjoy life more than him now. They have the chance to grow, to be free, to live forever.
Like he wanted to.
Curiosity.
Random thoughts.
Suicidal thoughts.
The words stay the same, it’s the story that keeps changing.
His story will not be forgotten.
I miss you dad.
🖤 E.G.
