Nothing lasts. NOTHING. Not this flag which would flap until the very air eroded it. Not the concrete beneath it, nor any of the lives contained therein. Not the society that constructed these buildings, symbols, and ideas. Not even the stars which sit behind the spectacle. Everything is in a state of constant change. Everything dissolves and is reconstituted anew. You, your concepts, your desires, your relationships, your world, your universe, your hate, and your love. Stop clinging.