“The moon has never belonged to the night. It changes, it disappears, and always returns. Sometimes it is impossibly full. Sometimes it is only a sliver, and sometimes it cannot be found at all. Yet we have never called it unfinished. We have never loved it less because it could not remain exactly as we found it.”
This is the one for me. Thank you for writing this piece. It hit hard and made me want to toy with a new perspective. I say toy because I might just play with it for a little bit, put it down after I get bored and go back to my old worldview. Not because it works but because it’s what I’m used to. But what you wrote, what it suggests…well, I’m intrigued. Definitely reading again.
heartwrenching isn’t even enough to articulate.
“The moon has never belonged to the night. It changes, it disappears, and always returns. Sometimes it is impossibly full. Sometimes it is only a sliver, and sometimes it cannot be found at all. Yet we have never called it unfinished. We have never loved it less because it could not remain exactly as we found it.”
This is the one for me. Thank you for writing this piece. It hit hard and made me want to toy with a new perspective. I say toy because I might just play with it for a little bit, put it down after I get bored and go back to my old worldview. Not because it works but because it’s what I’m used to. But what you wrote, what it suggests…well, I’m intrigued. Definitely reading again.
“Perhaps that is our greatest misunderstanding, that we imagine time owes us some sort of ending.
The moment has no ambition. It does not lean toward tomorrow. It simply is.“
^ I really liked that