Jagged Teeth in a Darkened Cave

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" The world as a verb! Everything around us is alive; atoms crashing, billiard balls spinning, people f-cking, planes flying.

Everything begins as action and then solidifies into non-action. Butterflies start as butterflies, flapping around. Then they die and become crystallized, become fossilized: a butterfly becomes a rock. A butterfly becomes a piece of a mountain, static. You see a pretty girl in a bar, she’s tilting her head just right; you randomly fall in love. You go over and talk to her; the two of you meet. You talk, flirt, date, f-ck, move in together. Now your action has become a thing. You are now a lover.

Everything is a stalactite and a stalagmite. Dripping water, action and flow — building up and freezing over time, becoming a record of itself; jagged teeth in a darkened cave."

via http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/i-am-a-verb/