Fear is the Mind-Killer
It is said there are flowers that bloom only once in a hundred years. Why should there not be some that bloom once in a thousand, in ten thousand years? Perhaps we never knew about them simply because this "once in a thousand years" has come only today? - Yevgeny Zamyatin, We
Living in the moment, relishing in it, and moving on. An ability I lost in my youth, now I find myself grasping on too hard. Like a child venturing out from the "kiddy" end of the pool. I cling. I push my face through the cascade of time, it washes over me, and with one eye cracked open I seek a glimpse of what might be.
What if there was a specific word for every cow, or every cat, for every fiber of being, and for every moment in time?
Living in the moment, relishing in it, and moving on. An ability I lost in my youth, now I find myself grasping on too hard. Like a child venturing out from the "kiddy" end of the pool. I cling. I push my face through the cascade of time, it washes over me, and with one eye cracked open I seek a glimpse of what might be.
What if there was a specific word for every cow, or every cat, for every fiber of being, and for every moment in time?