This is a Derek Parfit quote, famous for refusing the idea of a stable "self" of psychological continuity:
> My life seemed like a glass tunnel, through which I was moving faster every year, and at the end of which there was darkness... When I changed my view, the walls of my glass tunnel disappeared. I now live in the open air.
I'm no monk or saint, but have some intuitive sense of the continuous material flow of life that counterbalances the small feelings of loss that accompany gradual physical decay. "A single ocean for all the droplets, a single voice raises the clamor of Being"... It's a strange adventure, this universe and this human culture that basically arose from accounting statements just a hundred thousand months or so...
> My life seemed like a glass tunnel, through which I was moving faster every year, and at the end of which there was darkness... When I changed my view, the walls of my glass tunnel disappeared. I now live in the open air.
I'm no monk or saint, but have some intuitive sense of the continuous material flow of life that counterbalances the small feelings of loss that accompany gradual physical decay. "A single ocean for all the droplets, a single voice raises the clamor of Being"... It's a strange adventure, this universe and this human culture that basically arose from accounting statements just a hundred thousand months or so...