There it goes…

[post transcribed from a paper journal]

As all things that are must do, it is ending. Not that it will be noticed when it is gone, for it will not be there to notice. Perhaps there will be someday something that they feel has taken its place, but because it will be gone, any replacement will have been ill formed and imperfect; not much like it at all. However, as a result of the impracticalities of referring to something that is no more, that which replaces it will take its name and its place in their lives; no thought will be given to the existence of something before that which has replaced it. In this way it is shown that in the minds of living things (whose memories are far too short to see what is really going on) change can not truly exist.

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