Actually, all beasts and men were originally something else, I am sure. At first they remember what they were; then gradually they forget, convinced that their present shape was not ever any different. But never mind about that. If the human consciousness within me were to completely disappear, I would probably be happier than I now am. Yet the human being within fears that more than anything else. How very frightening, sad, and painful that outcome seems - that I should lose all memory of having been human! How can others understand what I feel? They cannot - unless they have experienced the very same thing.
Nakajima Atsushi, “The Moon Over The Mountain” from The Moon Over the Mountain Short Story Collection
the shitstains at youtube memoryhole’d propane genesis evangelion but I had already downloaded it because I know youtube is full of absolute cunts so here it is
I'll finish up the ones I have left, but i won't be taking anymore for the time being. I did have a lot of fun though, so I'm considering opening them again in a few weeks.