My current signature:
This one didn't want to be who they was. On the Surface – it was a dull, unconsidered sadness. But everything changed. Which implied everything could change.
Obviously I love this quote a lot. It sums up a lot of feelings for me, in a way I think is probably easy to interpret.
I remember it to myself as "Everything changed. Which implied ANYTHING could change." It truly was an unthinkable hope, until everything changed. All the comforting barriers fell away and I was left, much against my will, with nothing but radical freedom. (The Liberation of Night faction/project, in the game's terms).
Suddenly there no walls, no rules of politeness. Terrifying. DEEPLY terrifying. The institutions I thought had value were revealed as meaningless, dust on the wind.
But as consolation, there was nothing stopping me from pursuing my heart's desire.
(it's HRT, I'm talking about biologically transing my body instead of dreaming and whispering)
"Everything changed. Which implied everything could change."
It's not exactly tautology, but it's obvious isn't it? We like to pretend it isn't, that we can build monuments which will last forever.
Last forever without becoming ironic, OZYMANDIAS KING OF KINGS.
Maybe it's better that we can't do that. That everything we do will, one day, be a grain of sand on the beach.
Or a tear in the rain, heh.
Maybe I'm just freaking out because my power was out a whole 12 hours and the dark was very spooky with my dwindling battery. But I still feel happier these days. Perhaps if one seeks reassuring restrictions they should look to a loving and accepting partner, not polities and family.