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"The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies."

Commitment

We constantly waste energy on definite paths, knowing we are indefinite creatures.

So indecisive, yet deceptive, we fool ourselves into believing that ideas, objects, and connections can project a relative definition for "forever". There is no infinity, so how can one see beyond it?

Mayor y Mejor

I remember the old me. The one who has no matching cells to the new me, who is only the "old me" by historical trajectory. When I feel like I miss the person I used to be, I remind myself she was no better than me.