What a strange thing to consider imagining a world into being with nothing but words, intention, and desire.
In high school, in college, she was encouraged again and again to find her passion-a reason to get out of bed and breathe. In her experience, few people ever found that raison d'etre. What teachers and professors never told her was about the dark side of finding your purpose. The part where it consumes you. Where it becomes a destroyer of relationship and happiness. And still, she wouldn't trade it. This is the only person she knows how to be.
Is déjà vu actually the specter of false timelines that never happened but did, casting their shadows upon reality?
If you change the way your brain processes an event, you change the duration of the ‘now.’ You actually change the point at which the present becomes the past.
He thinks perhaps there’s a reason our memories are kept hazy and out of focus. Maybe their abstraction serves as an anesthetic, a buffer protecting us from the agony of time and all that it steals and erases.
Et c'est l'observation qui tue le chat... ou le laisse vivre.
I always find out after the fact that the books I've been writing were actually some sort of therapy, some sort of, you know, self-examination that I had to write the book in order to complete.
