I don’t know how to end this article, maybe I’ll like to leave it in the middle, like all our lives are right now.
Did it ‘hurl headlong’? Milton? I peep in, it’s a deep pit, never ending and there they are, walking in Circles. Dante?
It feels like a process which has been going on much before my birth. This imbalanced development of the concrete.
I question myself if the concept of Bangles is Binding. And the answer, I guess is very complicated.