The unbearable angels of our nature

The “truth” is beautiful, but also terrible.

James Taylor Foreman

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There is nowhere to rest in this world.

Even this moment is being violently ripped away from you by time, never to be seen again. At the same time, new moments are born to you in a relentless torrent of blooming glory. To be fully “alive” sometimes feels like trying to drink from a fire hydrant.

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James Taylor Foreman

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