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The Heraclitians claim that you don’t step into the same river twice while all rivers are the same in the Platonist’s eyes Let us take a case: the river of my skin - a time lapse camera would show From the body within the belly of my mother to the belly of my tomb the skin flowing like a river in which I swim. The flakes, hairs, pores, moles, scratches acne, scars, rashes, tags are carried along in snatches - they appear, they flow, they lag and it all gathers in wrinkles in the end. - I said swim? We are drowning in this river and at every elbow bend the river is drowning in us. Being and becoming, the luck of the drowned by and   by we’ll moulder in the cold, cold ground. - Karen Chamisso