Endings are always unappealing. its the journey or the memory of it that endures. our consciousness of limited time that makes life beautiful; and the best thing about time is the privilege of knowing we are running out of it, watching the wave of mortality sweep over us., the unsilenceable undertone reminding us of how frail life is. our foolishness to grasp onto material possessions, commodities, relationship & love which sustain our illusions of permanence in an universe full of impermanence and constant flux fail at last. Time punishes us by taking everything, it also saves us by taking everything.
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