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			Pearls On A String     Moments…        myriad moments…        myriad,  myriad,  myriad moments,            like breath’s liquor,                flowing cell by cell by cell                    through life’s minutest duct;        pushing,        crowding,        pulsing…        a river of experience           reduced to a singular,           a single file,               moment by moment passage                   into an intricate, interdependent, unchangeable past;         experience empirically reduced to its most basic component parts;         the irreducible;         the simplest, purest, least complicated, unsophisticated essence.    These moments flood our existence like pearls on a string;         small,         large,         unblemished spheres             radiating a soft warm opalescence,                 or,         irregularly twisted globs             with blistered, gray, tortured surfaces.     Pearls.     Moments.     Pearls.     Moments.     Pearls.     Moments.     A moment is experienced,          a pearl is strung,              its knot secured;              its signature irrevocably established like genes on a chromosome;              its relative position determined for all time,                  for all ageless ages,                     for every eonically incomprehensible epoch of existence...          it is;             no more,                 and,                     no less;          the tears of angels,          the sobbing of the gods themselves              could not make it different.     And then,          another moment,          another pearl,          another eternal knot;               then another and another and still another.     Faster than the glistening spear of radiance          emanating from a newborn's innocent eye;     Swifter than thought;     Less hindered than imagination's roiling flow,          tirelessly,             The Knotter knots.     Can it be denied that each of us          is but an unfathomable string of pearls,              stealthily strung,                  one by one by one;                  from the very first,                      to the very last;                          moment,                              by moment,                              by moment;                         pearl,                              by pearl,                              by pearl?
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