
This book is already fucking with my mind. It's amazingzingzing. I sorta thing that time is dead. It's just like a whole pattern without direction and it moves and the moment it's over, well it's done and dead and there's no coming back. So time for me is memory. And we remember everything, when the brain doesn't want to remember then it must be the body and when it's not the body then it must be the heart. When all three are hit, the brain, the body and the heart, then the memory becomes bigger than time itself.
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Im not even confused by what i just said. Wow?
Labels: Alan Lightman, life and death, love, theory, time


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