In terms of the world, everything is important to you. Dear Children of My Heart, at the same time, note that everything in the world is fleeting.
Your feet may seem to be on the ground, yet the Earth you walk on stands in mid-air.
Life on Earth is, more or less: Now you see it, now you don’t.
The world is wily. You can’t quite keep up with the world, even as you go far beyond the world.
It is possible to say that the world is a mile a minute. It is possible to say that the world is preposterous. There isn’t anything you can’t say. There almost isn’t anything you haven’t said.
You Sing a Song of Sixpence, and you hang your Life on a Star. Now you are getting closer to the Truth of It All.
Life is a passing fancy, yes, and…
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