From “The
Human Condition: A User’s Manual” by Arnold Kunst
Impermanence clings doggedly
to the coattails of life. What I fondly assumed was this melds into that before
my very eyes. A president sacrifices hours and dollars and miles and marriages
to the insatiable bitch goddess Success, then watches his evanescent triumph
melt into ashes and blood for he is staring impotently at “lame duck” in but a
few precious, fleeting months. We seek, endlessly seek, for the abiding in the
ephemeral – but the only thing that seems to endure here is the endlessness of
the quest.
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