“I suddenly realized I … was not an isolated, skin-wrapped soaking package. I was one small element of a world constantly re-creating itself. And only when I acted with this larger perspective in mind would my actions be truly effective.”
An original story of mine just published by Sunlight Press.
A World Is Created Out of Differing Perspectives
“I suddenly realized I … was not an isolated, skin-wrapped soaking package. I was one small element of a world constantly re-creating itself. And only when I acted with this larger perspective in mind would my actions be truly effective.”
An original story of mine just published by Sunlight Press.
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