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--Today i walk through these vast halls, looking up in silent wonder and awe at the murals painted on the walls.
--Knowing that tommorow they may lie in ruins, surviving only in the multitude of crossed synapses entantgled within our brains.
--Altough the murals we paint today will be so drastically changed tommorow, that seeing them then will be as passing a stranger on a busy street.
--Proving yet again that everything is momentary, nothing lasts, and even memory weakens and eventually fails; as the connection between synapses deteriorates, and eventually forms anew for different memories.
--So we are, but two fleeting moments in the world accidentally crossed, desperately trying to delay the parting that we know must eventually take place.
--And we amuse ourselves by pretending that this will last, and somehow defy the laws that govern this world...
--Knowing that tommorow they may lie in ruins, surviving only in the multitude of crossed synapses entantgled within our brains.
--Altough the murals we paint today will be so drastically changed tommorow, that seeing them then will be as passing a stranger on a busy street.
--Proving yet again that everything is momentary, nothing lasts, and even memory weakens and eventually fails; as the connection between synapses deteriorates, and eventually forms anew for different memories.
--So we are, but two fleeting moments in the world accidentally crossed, desperately trying to delay the parting that we know must eventually take place.
--And we amuse ourselves by pretending that this will last, and somehow defy the laws that govern this world...