"To end our fixation with moments." So beautiful. (Although I just finished the sci fi novel "Skyward Inn" last night and the connotations of most of this essay become very creepy within that context! Not your intention obviously, just within the idea of books and experiences it's funny how the two are intersecting for me right now.)
Haha was that the one by Aliya Whiteley? If so, I read it last year (during Covid isolation) and I can certainly see how that changes the tone of this essay. So interesting how context and association carries it’s own potent meaning. I’m now tempted to give that book another read! 😂
Your last paragraph was exactly what I needed to read today even though today is several days after you published this post. It waited for me to discover I guess. Here’s to continuity.
There are some very very very rare (did I say very?) moments that I can be at peace with the ephemeral nature of it all, and in those moments the grasping onto "my" life relaxes.
The solid, unending feeling of things is persuasive. I wonder if it could be both? Both existing and not existing? Maybe time itself is the greatest illusion.
I feel those moments of being at peace with ephemerality are scared gifts because whilst they surface infrequently, they have an empowering impact on our perception of reality.
Very interesting question on the co-existence of continuity and endings. Like you said, perhaps they are essentially grounded in the materiality of time and hence ultimately illusory. I find time tends to orchestrate how we should order life and reality - it imposes a set of standards and expectations that we abide by for better or worse.
This is beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
well said
Thanks for reading Erica. Much appreciated
"To end our fixation with moments." So beautiful. (Although I just finished the sci fi novel "Skyward Inn" last night and the connotations of most of this essay become very creepy within that context! Not your intention obviously, just within the idea of books and experiences it's funny how the two are intersecting for me right now.)
Haha was that the one by Aliya Whiteley? If so, I read it last year (during Covid isolation) and I can certainly see how that changes the tone of this essay. So interesting how context and association carries it’s own potent meaning. I’m now tempted to give that book another read! 😂
That was the one! Skyward Inn. I'd just finished it the night before reading this, and it made the experience very eerie, as you might imagine 😅
Your last paragraph was exactly what I needed to read today even though today is several days after you published this post. It waited for me to discover I guess. Here’s to continuity.
I’m so glad it resonated. Continuity is the heartbeat of life and all its wonders
There are some very very very rare (did I say very?) moments that I can be at peace with the ephemeral nature of it all, and in those moments the grasping onto "my" life relaxes.
The solid, unending feeling of things is persuasive. I wonder if it could be both? Both existing and not existing? Maybe time itself is the greatest illusion.
Thank you for another awesome and beautiful read.
Cheers Renee. So well put.
I feel those moments of being at peace with ephemerality are scared gifts because whilst they surface infrequently, they have an empowering impact on our perception of reality.
Very interesting question on the co-existence of continuity and endings. Like you said, perhaps they are essentially grounded in the materiality of time and hence ultimately illusory. I find time tends to orchestrate how we should order life and reality - it imposes a set of standards and expectations that we abide by for better or worse.
beautifully crafted prose
Thanks for reading David!
I’m spell-bounded. Simply beautiful. Thanks for sharing Josh.
Thanks so much for reading. I feel the exact same way about your writing.