Each passing moment I am someone else.
The world I inhabit moulds me and I seemingly tamper with and alter the world. Each minute this dialectic produces a new person a new 'ego' a new 'me'.
From minute to minute I am changing, assuming new roles, new positions, new feelings, new thoughts...but within the assumed framework of me.
This is life. Inconsistency from minute to minute.
Yeah, but that stuff's all a passing thought as well...just pullin' "your" chain Tom.
ReplyDeleteIndeed! As was that! :P
ReplyDeleteyes, nothing exist that is not changing. Everything is changing, unless you force continuity onto it, by believing it is real or unchanging.
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