The Thing

My friend had said that if a moment was infinitely divisible, then it was impossible for two people walking towards each other to unite. As I listened to him, the horizon appeared before my eyes. A woman and a man were walking toward each other. Their walk continued until eternity. Then I saw we were encompassed by ambiguity like a ‘thing’ as we approached each other. The immense gap between us suddenly swallowed everything. Now when I look from here, I see that a flighty young man and a curly-haired blond woman who are checking the wine bottles in a duty-free shop. For some reason or another, they mention my name as they enter the shop. For some reason, I say, but it’s pointless... Because I know that each time the wine is mentioned, each time someone sees a wine bottle, each time grapes are harvested, they commemorate me as if my soul was there. source: sadikyalsizucanlar.net