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04 October 2010 @ 08:02 pm
Once upon an instant there was a girl. An instant later, she had become a different girl. This continued to happen every instant of her life, until many instants later when she became upset at the constant change. Over a few instants, she decided to stop all this nonsense and become constant. One must have some consistency in their life, and if everything around her was always changing and she could not stop it, she must learn to master herself.
She enacted the final change. She stopped feeling, so as not to be influenced by outside stimuli. She stopped thinking, so as not to analyze or synthesize her opinions. She stopped moving. Very few instants later, she stopped breathing.
And then she stopped living.
And she has been in a constant state during every instant since the instant she died.
Current Mood: melancholymelancholy