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Our body works the same way. A temporary meeting of elements. Earth. Water. Fire. Air. Space. Consciousness. Not a thing. A process. Your mind creates continuity. It stitches snapshots together into a story called “me.” But between each snapshot, everything has changed. The “you” reading this sentence is not the “you” who started it. Cells died. Breath moved. Thoughts came and went. Notice your breath right now. It appears from nowhere. Exists briefly. Disappears. That breath will never come again. Your entire life is this: Unrepeatable moments. Each one dying to make room for the next.