I'll tell you what it's like to be a ghost:
No one sees you.If you talk, people
don't hear. They will not see you wave.
The apparitional circumstance
is worse than loneliness. It is
to experience nothing.It is to be
the consciousness of No. Being a ghost
is like wandering an Earth covered
with desert.It is the desolation
of an infinite bleached sky.
hans ostrom 2017
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