This is a postscript written several years after the article was released.
The first-person narrator of this article is not a real person, but rather one of the palm tree cardboard pieces created by Atrocity. I wonder if you, the reader, have a vague feeling that “I” am not a real person. However, this doesn’t mean the Atrocity have any mental issues that confuse objects with humans; it’s just a way of expressing his sentimentality.
When I wrote this article, I didn’t have any specific purpose, so it may be liked by some and found incomprehensible by others. If you like it, I would be very grateful; if you don’t, I think that’s fine too! If it can convey some feeling, that in itself fulfills the meaning of creation.
+13@Atrocities 