Of Memory and Resilience

Tbese webs are woven, and then rebuilt again and again after being torn by prey.

They are then built on the old pattern, and become thick. This is what memory looks like, as a physical material. Not only that…

… but it all happens in the wind. Don’t you find that? That the wind of the world blows through your minding, while you are trying to hold things still, or, well, mind them? And you have to adapt? It’s not you. It’s the way of the world.

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