Yeats
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I told you that the soul is tricky. I forgot to mention that it is also sticky. Part of the reason that the soul is so difficult to locate is because of what it essentially is. It is a core wrapped in the billions upon billions of stray bits it has picked up over its lifetime.
Your soul is a snowball, rolling down an eternal hillside. When it finally comes to rest, it is not the same snowball as it was at the top of the hill, and yet -- at its core -- it is practically unchanged.
Your soul is a snowball, rolling down an eternal hillside. When it finally comes to rest, it is not the same snowball as it was at the top of the hill, and yet -- at its core -- it is practically unchanged.
