Cassandra Bontecou

They say that we are immortal…that we are scions and paragons…timeless for all eternality. I wish that were true. It’s been said that there is less than .01% chance of memory loss during clone transfer. It never ceases to amaze me how something so small can represent so much. All my friends, my childhood memories, stories of past revelries…gone. Sometimes, I am struck by an inescapable sense of d\xe9j\xe0 vu, a soft whisper in the back of my mind, a resonance, like a softly singing cello whose voice is carried on weeping winds. At night I am haunted by dreams filled with nameless faces and scenes now empty and unfulfilled. By day I go through motions whose meaning I no longer remember. I am a foreigner and a stranger in my own life. But I have faith…