I. Certainities vanish:Isn't that a hallmark of change? Beauty appears then withers: What seems "new" today quickly becomes out-of-date. Isn't human "progress" a fleeting shape? |
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II. Clearly the world is in fluxAlluring things also fade. Revolving doors can be deceiving: what direction is actual change? Tiring of the "Yes we can" mantra I ask myself, "Is there any real change"
from Josei Gaka no Zenbou
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