Thought provoking
“Into this wild Abyss
The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave—
Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire,
But all these in their pregnant causes mixed
Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight,
Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain
His dark materials to create more worlds,-- ”
“And I asked myself about the present:
how wide it was,
how deep it was,
how much was mine to keep.”
– Kurt Vonnegut, ‘Slaughterhouse-Five’
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