As nature follows…there must be a perpetual shift. For constants are but fleeting…nothing ever remains, but changes form. Shifting from one pattern…on and on it morphs. The human condition must somehow find the form and follow it down. This is affliction personified…the resistance to see that the reality that one day existence may be hitherto and the next moment departed. Basing our fundamental beliefs in shifting forms…is a limitless journey back into time, to repeat the endless cycle of agony which we contrive within and perpetually see our eternity thereafter.
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