Life is; It does not become.
It does not say anything; we interpret it.
It does not always change; we later see it differently.
It does not stop for one instant; we simply time it.
It does not exactly grow or shrink; we just measure it.
It does not exactly happen; we just mark it at some point.
It does not always change direction; we change the viewing angle.
It does not give directions; we follow them.
It does not take any side; we chose where to stand.
It may always continue; but we may not know that.
It does not become – as it already has being;
We just finally discovered it; we finally lived it.
~ Gustavo R. Olmedo ~

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