Impermanence is impermanent.

"Change is the only constant in life".  How many times have we heard that?  Its supposed to be some sort of awe inspiring line, to show the power of volatility.  The line works, it strikes fear, awe, intrigue into hearts everywhere.  The content of the line however, as I have come to learn, is false.  If I could manipulate this cliche, I'd make it into "change changes into stability, but stability never changes into change".

In my short young life, I like to think I've experienced a fair bit, moved around a lot, experienced different cultures, gathered a minuscule amount of knowledge, and one of the many things I feel I have learned is that wherever you go, whatever you do, however you feel, life stands still.  People ask me why I walk slow, my (clearly unsatisfactory) reply is always the same, "life is long, life is unmoving, life is right where its always been".

Have you ever noticed the similarities between all the people you meet?  How can we even say that they are different people?  Aren't we just meeting the same person over and over again?  In one sense, you could say, the only person we ever meet is our self.  Even in situations, why would the phrase deja vu even need to be invented, if we experienced constant change?

From what I have gathered, our various experiences within a lifetime - with people, places, things - is all just the same shit, from slightly different piles.