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Being is easy, in fact, you can't help it.
Starts and stops, beginnings and ends, progress and passage are unavoidable.
Standing still, looking around, and watching as all things around continue their cycles is much harder. Though even in standing still, time marches on, focusing on all other things besides the self, is almost impossible. The trick is to see one's self in the third person, as one of the surrounding entities, so as to ascertain the progress gained each moment towards the end point. alas, the signs of endings are found in the proximity of the thumb to index fingers in the right hand while reading a book, or the eventual final plot twists of a film, not the moments of life for the self or others.
Starts and stops, beginnings and ends, progress and passage are unavoidable.
Standing still, looking around, and watching as all things around continue their cycles is much harder. Though even in standing still, time marches on, focusing on all other things besides the self, is almost impossible. The trick is to see one's self in the third person, as one of the surrounding entities, so as to ascertain the progress gained each moment towards the end point. alas, the signs of endings are found in the proximity of the thumb to index fingers in the right hand while reading a book, or the eventual final plot twists of a film, not the moments of life for the self or others.