Past, present, and future are illusions.
Time is not. Change is not. There's only change.
That's the great mercy, the only mercy,
The one true, necessary covenant,
The ever-rolling stream, This Too Shall Pass,
The singular consequence that forgives
Every foolish decision. There are none.
We are not lost, looking for a way out.
The way out is the inevitable,
And we cannot even decide to stop.
If we could stop, we could make a mistake,
We could perhaps get ourselves stuck for good.
But we can't, and as we can't, as we can
Only change and disappear, we are free.