Nothing in life is definite, or determined, or understandable. The split moment that occurs before understanding something is always interrupted by another revelation of uncertainties and misconceptions.      Everything in life is transient, and trying to hold on to things only results in recurring moments of parting. Watch the clouds in the sky, enjoy them as they take their journey across the infinite blue, but understand that as everything in life, they will pass out of your view. And when they are gone, don’t try to understand why they have left, or where they have gone, or why they crossed the sky you stood under. They existed with as much reason as anything else exists, and parted with as much reason as anything else parts.