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'1000 Regrets' by Nicola Genovese at Lokal-int, Biel


I regret not following the cat that led me into the forest, where I saw strange, glowing creatures dancing in a circle.
I regret not listening to the whispering voices that told me to dig deeper in the abandoned well in my backyard.
I regret that I didn't accept Mark's offer, who promised me a key to unlock a door.
I regret not staying in the dream longer, where I met my deceased loved ones, and they showed me the secrets of the afterlife.
I regret that I didn't follow the rules.
I regret that I didn't keep the red balloon that was tied to my wrist.
I regret not eating the rotten fruit the older woman at the farmer's market offered me.
I regret not answering the phone call from the empty house next door.
I regret that I didn't jump off the bridge.
I regret not listening to the ghostly voices that whispered to me.
I regret that I didn't open the box that was left on my doorstep.
I regret that I didn't attend the circus around the corner.
I regret not following the strange music that led me to the abandoned carnival.
I regret that I didn't explore the forbidden library that was hidden behind the secret door in my grandmother's attic.
I regret that I didn't write one word during the lockdown.
I regret not taking the elevator to the top floor of the abandoned skyscraper, where I could have seen the entire city from above.
I regret that I didn't catch that black butterfly.
I regret not confronting the man in the bowler hat who followed me through the crowded streets, asking for my name and deepest secrets.
I regret not trying that new drug that promised to unlock the universe's secrets.
I regret that I didn't follow the trail of breadcrumbs that led me deep into the forest, where I met a talking fox who showed me the true nature of reality.
I regret that I didn't say hello after I left.
I regret that I didn't heed the warnings of the ghostly apparition that haunted my dreams.
I regret that I didn't enter the mysterious door in the middle of my bedroom one night, leading to an alternate dimension where everything was upside down and backwards.
I regret that I didn't embrace the chaos of the carnival that rolled into town, with its strange games and twisted attractions that defied all logic and reason.
I regret that I didn't accept the offer from the enigmatic stranger who promised to show me the meaning of life, but at a terrible price.
I regret not telling you I was wrong when I pointed out your inadequacy.
I regret that I didn't beat that wall.
I regret that I didn't seize the opportunity to take control of my life and break free from the constraints of society and convention.
I regret that I didn't fully embrace the freedom of making choices.
I regret that I didn't start making art earlier.
I regret that I didn't confront the truth of my existence and the inevitability of my mortality.
I regret that I didn't seek out authentic experiences that would have allowed me to connect with my humanity and the essential nature of the universe.
I regret that I didn't accept the burden of responsibility for my actions and their impact on others, instead living in a state of moral ambiguity and indifference.
I regret that I didn't confront the absurdity of the world and the inherent meaninglessness of existence.
I regret that I didn't accept the truth of my nothingness and the fleeting nature of my consciousness.
I regret that I didn't confront the dark side of my personality.
I regret not recognizing the archetypal patterns and symbols that govern my life.
I regret that I didn't embrace the transformative potential of my psyche.
I regret that I didn't integrate the various aspects of my personality into a cohesive whole.
I regret that I didn't seek meaningful experiences that would allow me to connect with my spirituality and transcend the limitations of the material world.
I regret that I didn't recognize the interconnectedness of all things and the collective unconscious that binds us together.
I regret not becoming a Buddhist.
I regret not tightening the knot.
I regret not wearing a hat made of jellybeans on the day of your birthday.
I regret that I didn't write my grocery list in the form of a riddle.
I regret not closing my eyes last Friday night.
I regret not painting my car in rainbow colours and riding it like a unicorn.
I regret not dressing up as a giant dick and walking through the city streets.
I regret not speaking in rhyming couplets for an entire day.
I regret not creating a sculpture of my face out of mashed potatoes.
I regret not fully exploring the depths of my depravity.
I regret that I didn't fail enough.
I regret I change my underwear after fucking with you
I regret that I didn't dare to pursue my deepest desires.
I regret not acknowledging existence's absurdity and embracing life's fleeting pleasures.
I regret not living my life more authentically and honestly.
I regret that I didn't take that train.
I regret not recognizing the absurdity of existence and instead clinging 
I regret not realizing the illusion of order and meaning.
I regret that I didn't eat that cheesecake.
I regret not suggesting the right thing to the right person.
I regret not seeing the beauty in chaos and destruction.
I regret not understanding the complexity and ambiguity of human nature.
I regret not taking more risks and living with more remarkable courage and audacity.
I regret I made no effort to leave you.
I regret not taking the death of your favourite bird seriously.
I regret not cleaning the toilet after vomiting the whole night.
I regret that I didn't unlock the phone to call your ex-boyfriend.
I regret not saying a word after you slapped my face.
I regret that I didn't dare to run after that car.
I regret not calling my mother before she got seriously sick.
I regret that I didn't hug her enough.
I regret I didn't love my body enough.
I regret not yelling at the priest when he told me masturbation was evil.
I regret not starting any physical fight.
I regret that I increased the level of anxiety of many friends.
I regret not having the courage to confront my fear of clouds.
I regret not listening to the advice of my imaginary friend.
I regret not embracing the fear of death.
I regret not discovering the secret of happiness.
I regret not being able to taste my skin colour.
I regret not being able to hear the sound of my thoughts.
I regret not being able to touch the intangible.
I regret not having a third arm.
I regret not being able to communicate telepathically with animals.
I regret not understanding the true meaning of the universe.
I regret not enjoying my nightmares.
I regret not being able to see the world from the perspective of a tree.
I regret not discovering the secret of kombucha.
I regret not being able to communicate with aliens from other galaxies.
I regret not understanding the rituals of my best friend.
I regret not being able to feel the sun's warmth on a cold winter's day.
I regret not writing 1000 regrets.

2.3.23 — 8.3.23

Photo by Thalles Piaget

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