Stoics believe
that nothing
is stable, and
we need to
come to terms
with that.
The natural world
is made up of a
series of processes
that are changing,
but if we want to
live happily with
nature we have
to live in
harmony with it.
Stoicism is not
so much about
resisting change
as facing up to it.
Stoics say we
do not have any
choice, we
cannot fight it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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So stoic adapt to the change in the demand. A good flowing pietry