Everything changes. One thought, I'd become years ago. Yesterday I truly became, or was it the day before. What was the other happening? Not a becoming? Everything changes, all the time, everywhere.
These are not destinations. This is not a road. We have no goals. To walk you must first crawl. To run you must first walk. To fly you must grow wings. We are mutating. Sometimes we slow down. Other times we speed up.
The pattern is circular, so we spiral forward, always reminded of who we were by the echoes of the last mistake we made. Finding people upgradeable. Finding upgradeable people. Becoming our better selves.
Everything changes. The faster we go, the easier it gets. Stopping means going in circles, and vice versa. It means becoming your echoes. Everything changes, all the time, everywhere.
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"The pattern is circular, so we spiral forward, always reminded of who we were by the echoes of the last mistake we made." Så jävla StarTrek.
Jag saknar dig, nörd. =*
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