Damn you liner time...



We experience life and existence in incomplete fragments and moments and try to make a puzzle of a beautiful mountain with flowing stream; birds; tress; and wild life out of them… and it is only later, when we come back and back again, searching for the missing piece that those moments become what they were always becoming, it is only then, in the back again and back again, that they begin to form a clear picture

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