Life is repetition. Breathing. Eating. Sleeping. Wake, eat, work, eat, work, eat, sleep. Again! The scenery is the same. The view from your face is the same. Life feels the same under your fingertips. Under your feet. In your bones. The sun comes up, clouds, moon, dark, stars. All are variations of the same. Same. Same. Soon you can hear the ticking of time, repeating each second, marking the forward progression. Next. Next. Next. Same. Same. Same.
Many people believe that wisdom is knowing how others will react, but it is, rather, recognizing the sameness in yourself. I will say this in this situation. I will feel this when I do that. I can predict how my body and brain will respond.
There is another level of this wisdom that hardly anyone can achieve, and that is being able to change the sameness.
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