Plastic is amazing. It has the most beautiful colours. You can shape it in whatever shape you want. It is waterproof, you can see through it. It doesn't weigh a thing. It lasts forever. The promise of eternity. Who wouldn't want to build an island out of it?
But it is autumn. The smell of decay is stronger than the shine of plastic. I love the autumn smell. And I believe Wittgenstein.
“If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present.”