Friday, October 29, 2010
Ladsim Bottling Plant Help
uniformly accelerated motion [In other words] are the rivers Visions of Fall
times of change are coming. Time to sink into the ground and in the dark, to awaken renewed with the sunrise. What are you going? What is left? What will I be reborn into the light? RIVERS ARE We
time. We
the famous parable of Heraclitus the Obscure. We
water, not the hard diamond, which is lost
, not resting. We
the river and we are that greek that looks
on the River. His reflection
change in the water of changing mirror,
in the crystal that changes like fire. We are the vain
predetermined river,
due to its sea. The shadows have surrounded him.
All we said goodbye, everything goes away.
Memory does not stamp its currency.
And yet there is something that stays
and yet there is something to complain.
Jorge Luis Borges
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