On nights like this I remember the hands I held, the eyes I looked into, the lips I kissed, the breath on my cheek, the laughter, the awkward gaze, the first drink...in the end all the people flow into one person. All the lovers, all the friends...I see them in every eye.
“But when you develop a strong divining sense for the child behind that armour, and you make your dealings and negotiations only with that child, you find that everybody becomes, in a way, like your own child.“ T. Hughes.
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In this way, nothing is lost or gained. What lies behind the persona is flux. The flux lies behind your persona too. A persona is a pinch of the universal cloth. Panta rei. Everything flows.
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