We stand at the sole meeting point of two diverging eternities, the past and the future. Before this instant is the unchangeable past, set in something stronger than stone and untouchable beyond the barrier of time. After this instant is the uncertain future, fickle and fragile like crepe paper butterflies. The only time we can act in is the moment of here and now.
Where did this come from? Constructive criticism?
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