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A time traveler's going in opposite directions. Sometimes for the future, sometimes for the past. Desperately trying to find a way to stop. To live normal, as everyone should. To go through-out life chronologically. To see each moment as it is. Not what could be or should've been. To realize no matter what you do in every second, you are you. Humans as a self-identifying and somewhat egotistical species are especially bad at this. We think in terms of "im this, im that, i can correlate to these people" and sometimes we're right. But a lot of the times a much simpler answer is needed. "I am me. I am not you, I am not a thought, I am not a theme nor a palette. I only exist within this moment."
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 5:50 PM UTC
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A time traveler's going in opposite directions. Sometimes for the future, sometimes for the past. Desperately trying to find a way to stop. To live normal, as everyone should. To go through-out life chronologically. To see each moment as it is. Not what could be or should've been. To realize no matter what you do in every second, you are you. Humans as a self-identifying and somewhat egotistical species are especially bad at this. We think in terms of "im this, im that, i can correlate to these people" and sometimes we're right. But a lot of the times a much simpler answer is needed. "I am me. I am not you, I am not a thought, I am not a theme nor a palette. I only exist within this moment."
eugene-melnyk
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 5:50 PM UTC
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