CassAmino: Perishable Ink

The profoundest of the thoughts were written in perishable ink, some on paper, some never written, some uttered, some never uttered, some just thought, some never thought.

Blot your thoughts out on the soul of humanity, on the loin of the sower, and if not the ink, let atleast the paper be imperishable. The thought shall resurrect.

And I wonder if all my creativity is nothing but buried and ancient memories resurrecting again.