“Twice” doesn´t exist in real life

Everything seems to be the same, and nothing is the same.

We can swim in the same river, but the river is never the same.

Everything is change and yet we are desperately trying to remain “the same” – through repetition, through eternally being faithful to name, definition, and expectation.

We know the names of things, but we hardly have a genuine relation to things or people around us. As Oscar Wild put it, we know the price of everything, but the value of nothing.

We are afraid of giving up name for the sake of the un-name. We are afraid of being fully alive, cause we loathe the unnamable,  there is too much risk associated with “not-knowing”.

And so, we become some kind of petty cowards, embracing beautiful words, preferring the symbol to Living reality.

Alas, Reality has no price, only Hypocrisy costs us a lot.