Page 152 - NyghtVision Magazine Volume 4 #3

none of them mine. But the pain and sadness of those tears, they were clearly heaped upon My
heart. With all My Darkness, I longed to cry. I longed to empty Myself from the sadness and the
pain..... Thoth now curled into a ball - the back of his body tucked under My chin.
But I remained in the orchard. In the sadness of another wynter's coming - a wynter al-
ready passed - and yet that moment was present to hand as though I were there now.

As though I were there now.

"He was right. In the moment there is no time. Well, time comes back upon itself. When
I am in the moment, it is always now, and in that moment I can feel the emotion of every mo-
ment as though - as though -" It is rare that words fail Me and yet in that moment, there were no
words, nothing I could say. The Eternal Recurrence of the Same has long been problematic and
while I had always believed I understood how time came back upon itself I now knew better.
Thoth took a deep breath and forced My face upwards into the darkness.

"In the moment is every moment. Since sadness is woven into the fabric of every mo-
ment, then....." I let go of the words. I didn't want to know where they were going. Intuitively, I
knew.

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