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A quarter century replete with questions...or perchance it is that the years are rife with instances of a single question, a void expressed in so many ways. Were truths not sure a poignant price to pay for comfort, this void would have been stopped up through artifice or distraction. Still, I carry faith that my disdain for such trades shan't go unrewarded. Revelation is a sly beast, evading the most artful attempts at capture only to engage in visitation at the unlikeliest whim.
Are we so engaged now, this rare creature and I? I think perhaps. Whispers in the ethers that hitherto escaped coherency have been converging in sudden bursts of pattern. Bursts whose clarity is only enhanced by brevity and a backdrop of chaos.
And answers? Yes. Character, Destiny, Meaning... Partial in nature, of course, but are not all answers partial?
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 chiprunner
2004-01-20 14:31
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Twenty five years; should I be saying "Happy Birthday?"
I'm glad the pieces are falling together for you. For me, it's still a blurry haze; and like any fog, the harder I try to see through it, the blinder I become.
Do you think answers are inherently partial? Or do we lack the language to sufficiently respond to questions (or ask the questions)?
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