A brief experiment
I'm going to conduct a brief experiment. I'm going to ask everyone an open ended question, and I shall be interested to see all of your responses.
What is always moving...but never goes anywhere?
My first response is a clock...that's the "answer" to the question when it's presented as a riddle. On a deeper level, though, I feel that my answer represents time itself - time marches ever onward...and yet...it feels like everything is the same. The same mistakes are made. The same martyrs rise and fall. The same causes are taken up and then forgotten. We constantly move forward, but how far have we really come? I don't think we've come very far at all...and maybe that's our own fault. Not for lack of change itself...but for lack of anything tangible or substantial to change.
You'll have to pardon me...I'm having an existential night.
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Doing my best not to end up like Kathleen Chang.
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