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But as for now I’m in the center of something that shouts and surges forth. And it’s subtle, like the most intangible reality. As for now, time is how long a thought lasts.
It’s that pure, this contact with the invisible nucleus of reality.
I know what I’m doing here: I’m counting the instants that drip and are thick with blood.
Clarice Lispector, The Stream of Life