"There are no futures. There are only streams of endless possibilities that collapse into one present as we rush head long into them. But even the present is an illusion, slipping from our grasp as we reach for it, becoming the past. It is only the past that truly exists. The past that scars our minds with memory. With reverberations that dictate our lives. With traces that haunt our eyes till death."
Source: Twilight in the Spaces Between
Contributed by: Alice