There’s a common misconception that we can start at “any time.” That we can wait, consider it for a bit and come back to it. When we look closer, “any time” is a myth, a literal impossibility. In fact, the only time that exists is the current infinitesimally small, sliver of now. When we then...
About Me
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.
