The Same
The caminhante, as that to eternalize itself through the rock, takes off of the pocket a penknife, and crava on the rock its name and the date. Later if it raises and it follows its trajectory. Centuries and centuries if pass until a new caminhante pass for the rock. It sees registration, and, at the same time that if coming of the centuries exults with this message, if distresses, therefore it perceives that, as well as the other caminhante, it also it will pass, and the rock will remain. However, perspicacious readers, were in fact the same rock that the two had found? More still, this as caminhante one, later that it read the registration, suspirou for as, and came back to face the rock, was the same rock that it enxergava? I do not say in the symbolic direction that the rock can have acquired for it. Let us assume a rock without registration none; later that it looks at it to a caminhante, suspira, and it contemplates it again, it continues being the same rock? The rock, by chance, remains immovable as each one of the caminhantes believes? To the perspective of the human look, everything does not pass of a question of time scale. If a man lived, says, five billion years, would see that rock, bulk, to vanish itself in dust.
But this is not alone. In first place, the rock is not immovable, as it seems. It sails in the space, in great speed, in lombo of the planet Land. In second, the subatmicas particles constitute that it carry out a frantic movement that would seem a chaos, if the human look could enxergar microscopical space scales. If we had this powerful visual capacity, at the same moment where we saw the rock such which it is, the same one already would have left of being, with the caleidoscpico movement of its particles.
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