The problem with making a virtual world of oneself is akin to the problem with projecting ourselves onto a cyberworld: there’s no end of virtual spaces in which to seek stimulation, but their very end...
The oceans never stop. They know no beginning or end. The wind never finishes. Sometimes it disappears, but only to gather momentum from somewhere else, returning to fling itself at the island, to mak...
(n.) The quality of being endless; perpetuity.
When you feel you are incomplete you can always console yourself with the idea of being infinite.
Like billowing clouds, Like the incessant gurgle of the brook,The longing of the spirit can never be stilled.