- Wittgenstein asks, “One can own a mirror; does one then own the reflection seen in it?” You don’t own the mirror, either. Paint peels, metal oxidizes. The seconds pass, your sphere of habits can’t stop that, your life, other lives, a field blown by the earth’s turning, hardly noticeable, hardly. A little whisper, that’s all fear is. “You make your biggest mark the moment you hit the earth, then comes the pinch, then the small change.” The body is a door to dust. With every step, you try its worn knob.
- Mark Cunningham, "The Heel"
Impermanence
From Everything Shii Knows, the only reliable source