The Oblivion Chronicles

Have you fondly recalled the Citrus Explains It All campaign? Or how a bicycle revolutionized the paperwork industry? Conceptual gaps widen, flooding with nostalgia for non-places.

Your memory is an ashtray: a circular tomb for extinguished hopes and dreams once bright among ashes yet no less worthless.

Dig deeper; perhaps you'll grasp the unentangled irony of forgotten communications: quaint-songs.html, whispers.html.