“Flowering” by TK from 凛として時雨: A Story About Grief and Mourning

Flowering is one of my favorite albums of all time. Toru Kitajima, from J-Rock band 凛として時雨 (Rin Toshite Sigure), is, in my opinion, one of the greatest Japanese lyricists and musicians of the modern era. Best known for “Unravel” the first opening theme for the Tokyo Ghoul anime, he writes songs about the human condition, and what makes someone human.

The first song in Flowering is “Flower” (linked below)

 “Flower” portrays the initial loss. It is a very reminiscent song, with lyrics such as (loosely translated, not perfect) “My past brightened when I met you” and “I live in a colorful dream-world I don’t want to end”. This song also, as shown in the second line quoted, deals with the denial stage of grief. Overall, this is my second-favorite song in the entire album. 

Next, we have “Abnormal Trick”.

“Abnormal Trick” delves deeper into denial. The mourner does not want to accept the truth. This is shown with lyrics such as “Still hiding? What looked like secrets (don’t change) have pierced me” and “You can’t wake me up, me up/although someday I won’t be blamed for my sins,/Will I exist within?” . It, however, begins to fade into a form of acceptance with the line “Like a fool, I can’t change/Are the wonders destroyed by the unchangeable me still here? I want to see/I can’t wake me up, me up, me up” as the mourner begins to wish for freedom from their self-imposed catatonic state.

After this, comes the song “Haze” (linked below is the Egomaniac Feedback version, though it’s the same song.) 

This song is about the hatred towards the world can feel when grieving. It showcases a sense of apathy. This can be found as early as the first stanza:

Somebody’s tears that fell from the sky
I don’t have any kindness to give to anyone
If you were to be consumed by darkness
Will a millimeter of me even glow?

This stanza seems to portray a sense of both derealization and apathy. It is likely that the tears referenced are the singers own, and the line “I don’t have any kindness to give anyone” speaks for itself in terms of portraying apathy. It also delves into how people who are grieving feel like they’re losing everything around them. This is shown in the third stanza:

Becoming lost while reminiscing
Losing everything that I touch
Everything is becoming shrouded by fog; I won’t hide anymore

However, the song shines a bit of hope with the fifth stanza, as TK sings:

There is no way I can change the world
But I can cut through the darkness


This portrays a sense of willpower. Even though one cannot regain what is lost, you can move forward with your life and be happy again.

After this comes the song “Phase to Phrase”:

This song portrays a sense of fault within the singer, and the idea that they are the reason everything is out of control. This is emphasized with the lyrics of the song:

A rotating phrase, I counted the motion1
It’s close enough to start pretending
There’s no turning back from lies
I become the disorder that draws close
Nobody wants themselves to be seen
Nobody wants themselves to be known
There’s no pain, nor sadness, and yet, and yet
What they don’t want others to know are frozen inside
What they don’t want others to know are killed inside
But then it all may disappear
Everybody could become, everybody could become, and yet, and yet
I become disorder


The singer says that everybody could become anything, and, despite his efforts, he becomes a chaos he cannot control. I believe that this is the peak of the self-loathing that can occur with grief. This song represents the upmost limit of his hatred for himself.

Next comes one of my favorite songs, “White Silence”:

This is the softest lyrical song in the album. It features Shione Yukawa for a portion of the song. This song is from a different perspective than the rest of the album, and is from the POV of the deceased. The song urges the mourner to move on. Showcased in the lyrics:

Remember them, the words you’ve forgotten
Don’t look for me, because I’m no longer here
I’ve been swept away

This is a stark contrast from the rest of the album, as oftentimes the singer refers to “you” in reference to being lost, instead of “I”. This song represents a transition into the next stage of the song, and the mourners life.

After this is “12th Laser”:

This song seems to be looking back on the previous songs. Once again in the perspective of the mourner, the song portrays the helplessness they felt when the person they are mourning first died. This is the first case of healing being shown.

Example lyrics for this are:

My heart couldn’t understand, a picture drawn by my left hand
The unconveyable color of sadness
A laser of memories beyond is shining through
I could not escape

The first stanza (shown above) portrays the idea that they were trapped, and “could not escape”. The thing keeping them trapped was their inability to allow themselves to heal and move on.

“Film a Moment” the fifth song in the album, is another song that focuses on looking back.

It both looks back on the time when the deceased was still alive, and once again at the period of time that the mourner was at their worst. It discusses the way that time had felt like it stopped. The song also portrays the struggle between wanting to remember the precious moments forever and wanting to forget them completely. This is shown in the lyrics:

The you that I long for isn’t there
Perhaps there are no such miracles
film A moment, Fill the moment, Kill the moment
The world I hold in my hands is expressionless and silent
I want to see what lies beyond. Could I kill the future?
A finger, a dimly lit ghost of what’s left of you, turning red
If only I could steal the future you have filmed
Gently the secret signal floats away. You are laughing
Without emotion, blatant fiction
If only the future could be stolen
Memories are shining through, we met in a dream
Shining through, we met in a dream
And so, I wrote my name
I have become like time, will someone restore me?
Is that what I want?


The song feels almost like a blur, both musically and lyrically. The singer portrays a desperateness to become “whole” again; a desire to finally move on from their grief. However, they struggle to balance the happy memories and their future. This is what causes that “time freeze”.

The 8th song, “Daylily”, has no lyrics.

The daylily flower is a flower of many meanings, but the one most thematically correct would most likely be “forgetfulness and loss of memory”. It is a decision to forget everything and move on that way. A “bad” ending, though it’s not entirely over yet. It’s merely a step in the process.

After this comes the song “Fourth”.

This song is filled with a sense of yearning. The singer shows their desire to talk to the person they lost again, to experience the good times. The lyrics show this:

The sound of your footsteps echoed inside of me
What I found was something you hid at night – a secret song
Wishes made again and again in the night, can you see them?
Inside the night, you wouldn’t stop…letting go
The sound of the night’s wind…was so faint
Still unknown, the immeasurable light
Find it
The light in those hands
Listen to the sound that could be seen in those eyes
Tell me what could be seen in those eyes
These tears may go away if we can meet in the sorrowful night
The light that you carry All of it, all of it, all of it, all of it
Gather it…in those hands
Thereby the stars, are you smiling?


It is not desperate or rushed. It is filled with a sense of acceptance and finality. The singer understands that they cannot regain what is lost, but they have finally accepted it. They’ve realized that moving on is not forgetting, but living on in their name. It is bittersweet, filled with a sense of joy, yet also an understanding that it’s all over.

Finally, “Sound_am326 (Secret Track)”.

Once again a song with no lyrics, it is instead filled with acoustic guitar and piano. Reminiscent of all of the previous songs, namely “White Silence”, it represents a finality. It was made to be the closing track for the album, and fills that role excellently. It portrays all of the difficult feelings of mourning and moving on without a single word being sung. 

This is, as I’ve stated before, one of my favorite albums of all time. Toru Kitajima did a phenomenal job with the composition and portrays the story of a person in mourning wonderfully. The title is very fitting, as the album tells a sort of “coming of age” story about accepting ones emotions and learning to feel again after a severe loss.

Thank you all for reading! Next time, I’ll be covering the album White Noise, and the story it tells.

All translations initially found on Lyrics Translations (lyricstranslate.com) 

Tokyo Ghoul (東京 喰種) And What It Means To Be Human Part 1

TW// Mentions of Violence, Cannibalism, Self-harm, and Death (among other things)

Tokyo Ghoul (東京 喰種) is a manga written and illustrated by Sui Ishida and published by Shueisha’s seinen manga magazine Weekly Young Jump between September 2011 and September 2014. It told the story of an 18 year old university student named Ken Kaneki and the struggles he faced when he became a ghoul (a human-like creature that only gains nutrients from eating humans) after a terrible accident during his date with a girl named Rize (Ree-zey) Kamishiro, who was a ghoul herself. He was transformed into a ghoul when his organs were replaced with some of Rize’s during a surgery by Akihiro Kanou. Kaneki monologues that “I’m not the protagonist of a novel or anything. I’m just a college student who likes to read, like you could find anywhere. But… if, for argument’s sake, you were to write a story with me in the lead role, it would certainly be… a tragedy” (Tokyo Ghoul Ch. 1 Vol. 1).

Tokyo Ghoul Vol 1 Ch 1 Final Page

Tokyo ghoul discusses what it means to be human through Kaneki’s psyche, which alters constantly throughout the series. One major moment in the first volume, specifically in chapter 3, depicts Kaneki walking outside in the city. He notices all of the people around him, and starving, slowly goes from thinking of them as “man”, “woman”, or “child” to simply “meat”. To prevent these thoughts, he bites his own finger, and rushes off to a nearby restroom. In this restroom, he sees his singular red eye for the first time, and in a mixture of fear and rage, punches the mirror. He gets a cut on the back of his hand, but it heals almost immediately. He heads home, and lays in bed thinking about his favorite novel “The Black Goat’s Egg”.  He comes to the conclusion that he is like a “ghoul’s egg” and, to try to prove to himself that he really is a ghoul, takes out a large knife and attempts to stab his stomach. This fails, and the knife instead breaks apart, leaving Kaneki crying on the floor as he ponders what he should do about this situation.

This is the beginning of Kaneki’s struggle with his identity, and the question of what makes one human. He had previously run into Touka Kirishima, a girl, who happened to be a ghoul, that worked at the café he frequented: Anteiku. He goes to the café, hoping that she would provide help for him. He begs Touka for help, but she responds with a firm “No”. She then goes on to ask what being human is like, expressing a jealousy for the way they can live so peacefully in comparison to ghouls. Kaneki is at a loss for words and does not respond to the barrage of questions. 

Tokyo Ghoul has established it’s theme of “what it means to be human”, the baseline that will be explored throughout the series. I am excited to delve deeper into this theme, and the overall story. It’s one of my personal favorite written works. This serves as a baseline introduction to the series and it’s themes, we’ll be focusing a bit more on the theme next time. 

That’s all for now. I can’t wait to write the next part of this series! 

The End

The time has finally come. It’s the end of my first year at MSA. It’s been a while ride, a mishmash of triumphs and failures. I’ve grown as a person and an artist.  Through it all, I’ve made friends, I’ve lost friends, I’ve made enemies, I’ve lost enemies (I think?). 

So, what’s the point of it? Is that it? Will any of this matter at all once I graduate next year?

Yes. I’m sure it will. I think that this has been an experience that will impact me for the rest of my life. I’m grateful to all of my teachers, and all of the friends that I’ve made this year. I couldn’t- wouldn’t be here now without all of them. There’s no doubt that this has changed my life tremendously. It  definitely could’ve been a better year, but there’s very little I would have changed about it.

I’m glad that I met everyone that I did, and I’m glad to have been a junior literary this year. I would also like to give special thanks to all of the literary seniors for being such a gift to the literary world. They are truly some of the best role models I could have had.  I hope that they find success and happiness wherever they go.

Thank you all for the phenomenal year. See you next year!

Nonsense And How To Make Sense Of It

Everyone is familiar with nonsense. Each person you meet has their own example of what nonsense is. There’s plenty of nonsense for everyone! There are people who, despite being lactose intolerant, gorge themselves on cheese and other dairy products. There’s poets who can’t rhyme for the life of them, and musicians who can’t read sheet music. Even you have something in mind that, if you were asked “what is nonsense?”, you would answer with immediately.

There exists an extremely common misconception that nonsense is impossible to understand. I am here to say, first off, that anything can be understood if one simply chooses to understand it, and second off, stop eating dairy products if you’re lactose intolerant. Seriously, it’s horrible for you. There’s a complicated thing there for some people. How do you understand nonsense? How do you “just understand something”?

Well, the first issue is that you’re thinking about it so hard. No wonder you’re having such a hard time. If you take nonsense at face value, without a second of deeper thought, you’ll understand it quite well. A reliance on logic will get you nowhere with things that have abandoned all logic. To do that is simply, well, nonsense!

Now, there are, in short, two types of nonsense. There’s sensible nonsense, and nonsensible nonsense. Likewise, there’s nonsensible sense, which I will also be discussing. 

Sensible nonsense is nonsense that makes sense. When partaking in a form of media that involves this nonsense, it will not feel as though there is anything wrong with the fact that any of it is occurring. Of course, if you oversaturate your nonsense with explanations, all you’ll have left is sense. It might not be common sense, but it will most certainly not be nonsense.

Nonsensible nonsense is inherently, the worse type of nonsense. It is nonsense with no semblance of order to it. It is often used as a tool to skip any deep thinking for writers, or to disguise plotholes. In these cases, it is acceptable. However, if one becomes reliant on it, they may find themselves without any grounding for their writing. You’ll end up like a clown car on a raft in the center of the Bermuda triangle. To put it simply, lost beyond saving.

Now, there’s nonsensible sense. It is something that should by no means make any sense. However, it is completely sensible no matter how deeply it is considered. It goes by a different name, of course. Most people refer to nonsensible sense as science. This isn’t a dig at science, I swear. It is simply the fact that science, by no means, should make any sense whatsoever. Yet it is the most reliable answer to the things around us we have.

Now that we’ve got the basics covered, how about we go over the ways to understand nonsense?

First and foremost, as I have stated previously, you mustn’t think too hard about it. If you are reading nonsense, no amount of thinking is going to change how it is written. It is best not to ask questions, because you won’t get answers that way. If you trust the nonsense, it’ll eventually become sense. Well, sense to you. To anyone else you may stop making sense yourself.

Second now, you have to put some thought into it. You have to, at least, identify what kind of nonsense it is. That way, you can figure out how you’re supposed to be reading it. Nonsensical nonsense is best left unread. Sensical nonsense is the king of the first rule. Nonsensical sense, now, must be pondered. The more you think about it, the more of it you’ll find. After all, the discovery of fire led to the exploration of the cosmos. That makes, if you look at it summarized like that, no sense at all! Yet it’s the sense of our world! The way our bodies function, or the way anything functions for that matter, makes absolutely no sense. Yet here we are functioning.

Easy, right?

Don’t hold on so tightly to your sense that you crush it in your palm 🙂

Now, how about a quick exercise? I’ll write some nonsense, and you have to identify it! We’ll do it once so it’s both easier and harder to guess. Now, don’t be fooled. Nonsense is difficult to identify unless there’s sense close by. 

“A person is exactly who the person they want to be wished they had been before, and likewise, the person they wanted to be when they were the person they were before. So, naturally, a person is already who they want to be. In turn, nobody is themselves, since they can’t possibly be the person they want to be. If they were the person they wanted to be, they wouldn’t want to be anyone else. So, maybe it’s best if they just avoided being a person at all”

Thank you for reading. Enjoy the nonsense!

Lamentations Of A Summer Birthday

So, the school year is almost over, which means that my birthday is approaching with devastating speed. However, I worry that I will be unable to celebrate with any of my friends at all, as they all (mostly) live an inconvenient distance from my house.

It’s also most likely going to be unbearably hot, as the past few years have had excessively hot summers. I, personally, don’t care much for hot weather. So, obviously, it’s a bit of a messy combination.

Now, it’s not all bad, I guess. I’m sure that I’ll find a way to enjoy my time. I might be able to visit some friends, or a friend. I hope I’ll be able to, at least.

I don’t have much else to say. Thank you for reading this, even if it’s short.

I Couldn’t Think Of A Title So I Wrote About The Consequences Of Time Travel Instead

I can’t think of a title, and I’m not all that sure what to write about this time. I guess this would be a good opportunity to just talk about what’s been on my mind lately. Well, it WOULD be if I could remember what’s been on my mind lately. Oh well. It isn’t that big of a deal, I suppose.

Oh! I know something fun! Let’s talk about time travel! More specifically, I suppose, why I think that it might actually bear some semblance of possibility. To do that though, I ought to talk in depth about time travel. Perhaps some rhetorical questions to get the audience thinking?

What is this? A Buzzfeed article?

Anyway. If you had a time machine, there’s something you would change. That’s a given. Everyone regrets some part of their past. Some more than others, and some less. Now, when changing the past, there exists a risk known as the butterfly effect. Though this is still a factor to consider when living your life normally without the fluctuation of time in an unnatural form.

So, the butterfly effect, what is it?

I’m sure you’re all familiar with dominoes, or JENGA. Every action, every event that occurs, causes another. If the dominoes were to be slightly bigger as they got further away from you, and you knocked the closest one over, the dominoes knocked down would get progressively larger. 

However, what if that one domino was connected to a million other lines of dominoes that followed the same rules? That’s the butterfly effect at it’s fullest potential, which is otherwise referred to as “causality”. It’s why the theory of parallel timelines exists. One action separates our timeline from the rest. It is an infinite process that would, in theory, create an infinite number of timelines.

Some things that are impossible to us, might be possible to a different “us” simply because of a decision that was made differently in the past for them. This brings us to our first major issue with time travel.

Is it safe to even insert an extra person into a period of time? The very presence of something that wasn’t meant to be there originally could majorly offset the course of history. It is unrealistic to believe that time travel would be of zero consequence if nobody was aware of the time traveler. They are still present in that place, so every movement they make alters something. 

Another issue with time travel. It would likely result in the extinction of the human race. Aside from the previously mentioned issue, there is a high likelihood that someone with malevolent intentions would find their way into the possession of the machine. 

So, then, if time travel is so dangerous, is there a form of it that may be safe?


Isn’t that surprising? It’s simple, though. While you would be unable to return to the past, you can continue to exist in the present. Each instant that passes, the current present makes way for the future. Consider simply living as a form of “present-time manipulation”, as all the possibilities of time travel are still available to you. You are still capable of causing major changes with even the smallest movements. You blinking could bring about the heat death of the universe, or the birth of a baby. Every action, no matter how insignificant, results in something.

We cannot predict the future. Not truly. We cannot understand exactly how each and every thing that happens in any amount of time will alter our future. However, if we strive for “good” we are more likely to reach it. Peace is a possibility locked behind a breath of air, a conversation, perhaps even just a step. 

So, then, I ask you this. With this power over time that you hold- with this time travel technology that you grasp with your very being- what will you do?

Godspeed, wanderer.

I don’t have a blog because the one I was going to publish is bad so I’m writing a new one very fast and oh geez why is this title so long

I have no idea why the title is so long.


Anyway! Good morning/afternoon gamers! I have absolutely NO idea what I am writing right now. I forgot to take my meds and I am THRIVING. Well, I guess. I’m in my English 3 class with absolutely nothing to do because I’m amazing and finished all the work for basically the entire week the day it was assigned (I know, I know, I’m the best).

So I’m just doing this. Typing. Pitter patter. Tip tap. Scrimblo burnimblo. Keyboards don’t make that sound. I just thought it looked/sounded funny. (It did). I’m kind of hungry right now, not going to lie. I think for lunch I am going to eat rice, which is my favorite food of all time ever.

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately. Mostly about the tropes utilized by different media and how they elicit a specific reaction using vocal and auditory cues. I’m not going to talk about that though. It’d be too “normal” of a blog. Well, no it wouldn’t. I just don’t want to write about it.

There has GOT to be something else I can do right now. No. There isn’t. I am out of things to do. Yay.

Have you seen $1? Here is a picture of him:

That is all. 

Good day.

File 39 – Report 5 – Section 12: The Solomon Archives Pt. 1/5

The Solomon Archives is a collection of books, of which there are a total of thirteen. They contain truths about our reality that almost always result in a loss of life upon reading. Different excerpts have been noted to have different effects, as chapter seventeen of the fifth book will induce “The Always” onto the reader. The current mortality rate for the Archives is unknown.

The following is the only portion of The Solomon Archives that is not inherently fatal to read. While this is much safer compared to other excerpts, there are still side effects. For example, this excerpt has been noted to induce heavy nausea, a sudden immensely painful migraine, temporary amnesia, hallucinations that vary in severity depending on how much was read, the inability to sleep without having nightmares, loss of sight, loss of hearing, loss of ability to speak, and an inability to perceive certain aspects of reality as intended for humans. It, at one point, was incomprehensible, but with some work was translated into a readable format.

Book 7 – Chapter 43 – Excerpt 972//

Continuing from what was stated in the previous chapter, the mortal universe, also known as “Universe 89-B1-17”, had been relatively devoid of any multiplanar beings, and the inhabitants remained non-lucid until the events with ////////////. As a result, there is now a high frequency of multiplanar beings, many of which have become a part of their mythos. I have been led to believe that they will begin to awaken true lucidity in the span of less than three billion years(this was translated from a word resembling Aeon). 

The effects of this pre-awakening stage have been interesting. Often resulting in the formation of something that they refer to as “witchcraft” or “magic”. People that have these abilities tend to be those who are closer to awakening compared to others by around one thousand years, varying between individuals. There has also been a spike in religious activity, and a growth in violence in regards to denial of an individual’s beliefs. 


This was the only non-fatal portion that was found in the Archives, while it’s rather short, further reading has resulted in a 100% mortality rate with all readers. Unfortunately, we have not found a way to prevent this as of yet, we hope to provide a full translation with minimal detriments as soon as possible.

Please note, if the feeling of being watched becomes prevalent post-reading, please avoid all mirrors, windows, electronics, water, and, if possible, find shelter in a church or other religious institution. Likewise, if you are still capable of hearing, listen carefully for any odd breathing. It may feel like your own, but it isn’t. If you ever seem to lose your shadow, stop moving, and hope that it lets you go.

The remainder of the information regarding The Solomon Archives can be found in the following: 39-7-14, 60-2-7, and 100-13-1

File 39 – Report 16 – Section 5: The Always

Hello! Quick writers note before we begin! This is a fun little project I am going to be working on for the rest of the school year, and it is going to be an experiment in a type of writing I am not particularly confident in. Therefore, I’m using blogs to give myself some practice before I do anything major with it. Hope you enjoy :)! Also, yes, this first one is inspired by The SCP Foundation.


The Always, sometimes referred to as The Never, is an anomalous period of time that can be induced unto another, often resulting in high levels of paranoia and an increase in cases of Deja vu. While under it’s affects, the victim will experience a “pause” of sorts in time. Often, they will not realize that the pause is even in place. They will go about their life as usual, even living entirely fleshed out lives. However, upon any form of death, they will immediately be reverted back to the moment that they were put under the effect. The victim will, once they revert, exhibit a strong amount of paranoia and enter into a depressive state, often taking drastic measures. However, if the victim survives for ten minutes, they will seem to completely forget any of the events that transpired.

The Deja vu kicks in as a result of whatever they experienced while under the influence to have high similarities to events that actually occur in reality. However, it is not a constant occurrence, as this Deja vu only happens around once or twice every day. This is extremely low compared to later stages.

After around two months to three years have passed, the Deja vu experienced will increase in frequency and severity, oftentimes leading the victim to believe that they themselves are already dead. Though in this stage they are still capable of being stabilized, oftentimes by speaking to someone they are close to, or being neutralized with some form of anesthesia. 

The final stage begins around the time that it is speculated that their death had actually happened. The victim becomes non-responsive to any outer stimuli. This is joined with frequent paranoic episodes, increasing with severity as time goes on. The length in time that this lasts is from around 3-5 months, the longest being recorded to have reached 18 months total, though the victim in this situation was met with several other anomalous circumstances. 

Finally, the victim will once again return to how they were normally. However, witnessing the victim return to consciousness immediately induces this state onto any people in proximity. After this return to normalcy, the victim will have around 5 minutes to live before dying of what appears to be total bodily failure. 

There have been 3 total ways of inducing The Always identified so far. One, as previously mentioned, is to witness the return of another victim. Another is induced by an overwhelmingly strong sense of Deja vu that happens suddenly. Finally, it can also be induced when reading the anomalous collection known as “The Solomon Archives”, which is an entirely separate report.


Well! That’s the end of that! Once again, I hope you enjoyed reading this! The next one, as you may have guessed, is going to cover the aforementioned Solomon Archives. This, however, will be presented closer to a first person POV report of someone’s own encounter with it, instead of the SCP wiki-style report shown above. Since I prefer psychological horror, I won’t have any crazy malevolent entities that hunt people down. Instead, I prefer the realistic horror of being affected by a life you never really lived :). Have a great day!

Everywhere At The End Of Time

This is going to be a relatively short blog, but I wanted to talk about something I had discovered recently. It’s a musical interpretation of the brain decaying due to dementia. Created by The Caretaker it is titled “Everywhere At The End Of Time”. If you want to listen to it yourself, I’ve linked it here:


It is a very interesting experience. Though it is over six hours in length, if you find yourself with the time to listen to it I seriously recommend it. It may not be a perfect representation of each individual experience, but I believe, from what I’ve read on it, that it is a very accurate generalization of the experience. It is a very saddening thing that dementia exists in the first place, but I believe that being able to, to even such a small extent, experience and relate to those who suffer from it is a beneficial thing.

The idea of forgetting everything is terrifying. The idea of living a long life just to enter a state where it may as well have never happened to you, is even more excruciating. My heart goes out to those who suffer from, and know those who are suffering from, dementia. Even if the individual themselves forgets the life they lived, may it live on yet longer in the memories of others. 

I’ll see you again in due time. This was just me sharing something, though I believe I am going to do more research on dementia and, as a possible result, more blogs on the subject. Thank you for reading, and may you always remember the life you’ve led.