Keep in mind how fast things pass by and are gone - those that are now, and those to come. Existence flows past us like a river: the "what" is in constant flux, the "why" has a thousand variations. Nothing is stable, not even what's right here. The infinity of past and future gapes before us - a chasm whose depths we cannot see.
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I ALSO REMEMBER THE WHOLE POINT OF ME WEARING THE HELMET WAS FOR THE SWING. CLEARLY I AM NOT WEARING THE HELMET DURING THE SWING.