A long time ago people weren't as fussy about beginnings and endings as they are now. They didn't remember their anniversaries, for example, or think about retirement. They probably lived longer without all that commemorating and dreading. The human story hadn't yet taken on the import of history, which is a diary of beginnings and endings. You can have history or a good time, which will it be?
(You may wonder why I'm bringing this up now. Can you think of a better time?)
If we cease attending so assiduously to the clock and calendar we may lose our moorings, so to speak. Not lost, understand, but free to traverse numberless realms.

Hubris
The difference between hubris and holiness is: Play God, and you'll get your comeuppance.

The house Cipriano described; should I look into it?

So long as you don’t spend too much time making it work out.

Is that more a yes or a no?

Neither. It's a Whatever.

Please give me stories, poems, or explanation that will help me through this period, please.

Longer ago than fur coats and jelly bellies there lived a humorous creature called a Giveget. Neither fish nor fowl, neither mammal nor reptile, the Giveget could be found sunning, slithering, prowling, hibernating, even hovering on a warm updraft. The Giveget was named for its complementary traits. It shared its provender with other Givegets and any other creature that showed up hungry.

By the time the Ice Age ended the Givegets were roaming the Earth. When a comet struck the Earth, dooming the dinosaurs, the Givegets tweaked their behaviors a tad, giving and getting, settling into the niches at hand . By thes end of the Ice Age they were roaming the Earth, as plentiful as grasshoppers, finding fulfillment in any available niche.

The Givegets mutated as effortlessly as viruses. Their secret was in their paradoxical nature. Their brains switched modes in milliseconds or even nanoseconds,l seeing wholes and parts, switching between realms and realities (time and eternity, memory, imagination, world and self, gestalts and analysis, dreams and mundane realities, intellect and instinct). They spent so much time in the gap between synapses that their neurophysiology was, in effect, neither here nor there.

When they were in a crunch they discovered new traits and capacities.
Some called it providence, some called it grit, some called it grace.

The Givegets' secret was in their paradoxical nature. Their complementary activities caused inner reciprocity. Mind can absorb and divine, but not at the same time it’s figuring and plotting. Solutions rise to the surface when our minds are idling.

OVERHISTORY

Maybe too much scrutiny of the past creates a kind of collective self-consciousness, which causes us to trip over our own feet--a kind of mind-stammer, a break in tempo of instinct and intuition.