Bára Čásenská

Bára Čásenská

Bára Čásenská
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I want to dip my fingers into heaven, to taste the deliciousness of eternity. I want to see what the gods see, know what they know. I want to finally understand why the sun returns day after day, why summer turns to fall, and when, at the end of it all, the only thing I can seem to think of is you.

I like thinking of time as a ripple lately. In this model, time might be infinite. But also bits of it may end up closer together sometimes. Something something gravity,yadda yadda mass, grumble grumble energy.