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A moment can be described in many ways. A moment can last for any amount of time - as quickly as the beating of your heart or as long as it takes to comprehend it.
A moment that passes by in an instant is truly a mystery. We only get so long to take it all in - whether it be for better or worse.
All fathers, let the dark magic flow through me one last time.
A truth of the universe is that time will march on, with or without us. Moment by moment.
You will never be a god.
But the true mystery lies in the moments that seem to last a lifetime. It seems inescapable - you cannot describe a moment within a moment. You must simply take all of it in.
No. This isn’t love.
A moment can make all the difference. A moment is that fine line between life and death, love and hate, good and wicked.
I love you.
Life goes on despite every moment that fills it. A single moment in one place may alter everything, but a little distance and it’s as if that moment never even existed.
You could never.
Sometimes, though, a moment affects more than what you would expect.
Steve?
A moment can affect everything that surrounds it, no matter how long or short it may seem - no matter how prepared we are for it.
This is no place to die.
A moment can come with a warning.
Something’s happening.
Sometimes there’s no sign of it at all.
Oh, man.
Sometimes we know it’s coming long before it does, even if we may truly never be ready for it.
There was no other way.
No matter if we’re prepared or not, moments come and go. No matter how long they are while we’re deep in them, we know looking back that they never would have been enough time.
I’m sorry.
And sometimes, a moment takes as little time as a snap of your fingers.
A fleeting instant in the expanse of the cosmos.
Because it truly is a mysteriously cruel universe, endless in the fleeting moments that are our lives.