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The Holdouts

The rocks have been here for ten thousand years. Never moved away, never came back. Permanently, in the same place. They have witnessed animals long extinct. They have seen our ancestors settle down, wage wars, move away. There is literally nothing more permanent than the rocks.

When I think about the rocks, a sudden peace embarks on me. In our world, everything is so very transient. Everything that makes us; our hopes, emotions, memories. They’re so fragile, so tiny. Yet, for us, they seem to be everything.

What’s most calming to me is that rocks, at last, also pass. It’s a very slow process, almost impossible to observe through our timescale. But they do. This is a sort of confirmation. That the way we exist is in sync with how this world is. And whatever misery we create ourselves, it will pass, too.

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