The document poses a series of rhetorical questions asking to find examples that contradict common experiences of change and impermanence in the natural world. It asks to find examples like a candle that does not melt when lit, soil that does not get wet in the rain, or an eyelid that does not blink facing the sun. It continues asking about insects, rivers, bricks and other objects, asserting that nothing in this universe is exempt from change. It concludes that while it is impossible to find anything that does not change, it is possible to find immortal hearts still radiating love even after death.

1. THIS VERY BLESSED INSTANT.
Show me a single candle on the trajectory of this fathomlessly enchanting
Universe; which doesn’t pathetically melt; when its emotionlessly obdurate
wick glares and brilliantly glows?
Show me a single patch of soil on the trajectory of this boundlessly effulgent
Universe; which doesn’t lividly wet; even as torrential cloudbursts of rain
ferociously plummeted upon it from the carpet of crimson sky?
Show me a single eyelid on the trajectory of this extraordinarily majestic
Universe; which doesn’t subserviently bat; as the profoundly blazing rays of
the Mid-day Sun; permeated right through its impeccable whites?
Show me a single insect on the trajectory of this royally resplendent Universe;
which doesn’t meekly yield; even as the unsurpassably indiscriminate dinosaur
wholesomely tread upon it?
Show me a single river on the trajectory of this unbelievably burgeoning
Universe; which doesn’t impoverishedly evaporate; as the inexhaustibly
sweltering rays of acrimonious Summer fell upon it for marathon
hours of the day?
Show me a single brick on the trajectory of this unfathomably mesmerizing
Universe; which doesn’t profusely lament all night and day for being brutally
asphyxiated in the realms of the cadaverously dark foundation?
Show me a single bird on the trajectory of this miraculously ameliorating
Universe; which doesn’t fall on the callously stony ground; as the mercilessly
tyrannical hunter shot it straight through it exuberant wings?
Show me a single vein on the trajectory of this marvelously blossoming
Universe; which doesn’t tawdrily freeze; when buried several feet beneath
the frigidly Herculean avalanche?
Show me a single stomach on the trajectory of this limitlessly enthralling
Universe; which doesn’t unrelentingly cry; when flagrantly emaciated for
countless hours without even an infinitesimal morsel of food?
Show me a single rock on the trajectory of this insuperably redolent Universe;
which doesn’t get forlornly slapped and humiliated in the midst of the ocean; as
the undulatingly choppy waves unsparingly splashed against its naked
black breasts?

2. Show me a single infant on the trajectory of this optimistically Omnipresent
Universe; which doesn’t unstoppably wail; when hedonistically snatched from
the inimitably compassionate belly of its invincible mother?
Show me a single shard of naked iron on the trajectory of this incredulously
igniting Universe; which doesn’t disdainfully rust; when uninhibitedly exposed
to the profusely moisture laden atmosphere?
Show me a single artist on the trajectory of this celestially stupefying Universe;
who doesn’t feel sacrilegiously hanged till death; when asked to work from a
mechanically monotonous 9 to 9; in the coffins of the robotically
commercial office?
Show me a single tortoise on the trajectory of this eclectically bountiful
Universe; who doesn’t tirelessly starve for priceless life; at being atrociously
kicked into the 1000 M superfast athlete race?
Show me a single soldier on the trajectory of this iridescently vivacious
Universe; who doesn’t feel like instantaneously committing suicide; rather than
being shamefully tortured by the bombastically chauvinistic enemy camp?
Show me a single nightingale on the trajectory of this vibrantly spectacular
Universe; which doesn’t feel like an amorphously deadened stone; after being
forced to only stay with the cacophonically groaning frogs in the well?
Show me a single sweat laden armpit on the trajectory of this incomprehensibly
spell binding Universe; which doesn’t shrink to the size of a lugubriously
inconspicuous mosquito; as the monstrously impotent air of the artificial air-
conditioner indefatigably blew over it?
Show me a single nostril on the trajectory of this fantastically proliferating
Universe; which doesn’t despairingly strangulate; when ruthlessly held under
water without any contraption; for over a few minutes of time?
And I know it before hand; that try as hard as you may; and even if you spent an
infinite lifetimes of yours dogmatically searching for the same; you would never
be able to find it or for that matter reach even an inane trace near its non-
existent scent,
Therefore forget it. Instead I can easily show all of you on the trajectory
of this jubilantly palpitating Universe; a countless hearts still and immortally
radiating the tunes of perpetual love for an infinite more births even after the
physical body had veritable died; this very blessed instant.