We are episodes,…

unfinished novels yet to be written. We are characters with a hand in writing our own stories, but hardly the sole authors in that process; tread lightly upon others, but mightily in the world. We carry one another’s stories, co-writing the present, recalling shared pasts, writing the epitaph for our fallen brothers and sisters. Someone will one day write the end of our story. These stories played out in the chaos of the world are merely the shallow perspectives of frightened creatures to the grand precision of the Universe. We are dancers in a rain of fate, alternating between deluges of burden and blessing…


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