We are categorical beings, yet there is a short way from one notion to a very different one about the same thing. The state of transition does not seem like temporality, it seems to be more permanent and certain. Does the want for categorization facilitate undermining of process?
Glacial erratic. Mud puddle. A memory. Girl in motion. Shattered glass. The hight of trees. Hand with sand. Sand with hand. Flowers in a green field. Temperature.