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Всё проходит в этом мире,
Снег сменяется дождём,
Всё проходит, всё проходит,
Мы пришли, и мы уйдём.
Всё приходит и уходит
В никуда из ничего.
Всё проходит, но бесследно
Не проходит ничего.
И, участвуя в сюжете,
Я смотрю со стороны,
Как текут мои мгновенья,
Мои годы, мои сны,
Как сплетается с другими
Эта тоненькая нить,
Где уже мне, к сожаленью,
Ничего не
how “we’re all cooked” mfs look when they discover the indomitable human spirit and its unyielding will to persevere
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Ritual prevents the ordinary from dissolving into invisibility. If you light a candle at dinner, the meal becomes an event. If you walk at the same time each day, it becomes more than exercise. Anthropologists will tell you that rituals function as technologies of attention: certain ordinary acts aren’t trivial, they’re the architecture of meaning.
You cannot really change the nature of knowledge even if you're shouting from the rooftops. So now I have said this, and many people have confirmed that it is so. And it doesn't mean, as far as I can tell, to the rest of the world. So I've become interested in something else, which is what's it like to be people who know this in a world where
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