We march through this world thinking we are making it a part of our life.
The people, the places, the books, the pictures, the stories - we live each day believing that we are making them all - a part of our life. Our singularly precious, never-to-be-repeated life.
But when you think about it, the truth is actually staring at us in the mirror - the exact opposite.
We pass through a world that has held its own for billions of years and shall continue to do so for billions more - in one form or another. We pass through the houses and the places as they continuoulsy change, evolve or remain the same. Our chattels pass on from one to another - as belongings, memorabilia, treasures and relics. Our stories pass on from one to another - long after we are gone.
The world continues to exist even when 'we' are gone. Through the miraculously strange laws of nature, they make us a part of their life for a little while and then they move on - in one form or another.
We, on the other hand, live in our self-involved, self-deluded haze and think that we are building our life and making everything a part of it.
Doesn't that seem ridiculously self-indulgent and deluded?
The people, the places, the books, the pictures, the stories - we live each day believing that we are making them all - a part of our life. Our singularly precious, never-to-be-repeated life.
But when you think about it, the truth is actually staring at us in the mirror - the exact opposite.
We pass through a world that has held its own for billions of years and shall continue to do so for billions more - in one form or another. We pass through the houses and the places as they continuoulsy change, evolve or remain the same. Our chattels pass on from one to another - as belongings, memorabilia, treasures and relics. Our stories pass on from one to another - long after we are gone.
The world continues to exist even when 'we' are gone. Through the miraculously strange laws of nature, they make us a part of their life for a little while and then they move on - in one form or another.
We, on the other hand, live in our self-involved, self-deluded haze and think that we are building our life and making everything a part of it.
Doesn't that seem ridiculously self-indulgent and deluded?
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