Much can change in a few hours, minutes, and seconds. There is nothing rational about change at all. The concept is so foreign that as humans we don’t have the ability to comprehend. Change is unstable, risk, uncertainty. We conjure up complex theories to quantify and mitigate. Averages and standard deviation combined with exponential smoothing simplifies. Lies! It’s all one giant smokescreen. Change is PI, change is zeros and ones. Change is not the prescriptive language of life, life is the constant to change. Change is none value added, there is no morality and judgment. It’s finite.

Tic toc, one second life, another death, once second love, another numbness. This little blurb isn’t about change at all. It’s about a fragile person who’s heart just shattered. Love is irrational, love is change. There is no absolute average and model for the love of love. Love is unpredictable, exponential life uttering, it cannot be bundled, collateralized, or hedged for or against. Love is a blank swan, the kiss of life, the longing for another breathe in a sea of vacuums.

Tags: Life, Love