chasing the clouds away....
There is a strange and wonderful thing in these lives we live called Paradox. I am thick in the middle of one that pleasantly winds itself around my days like a mobius strip and seems as though it should be as complicated as a cat-wound yarn ball. I suspect the fluidity of time and the impact of my metaphysical studies on the conscious mind is all that seperates me from a super freak out of galactic proportions. Three years ago I owuld have been chasing the whys and the wherefors until I was dizzy enough to puke or could understand Vogon poetry. Well... poetry of anykind. Today, and thankfully from this moment on, I have a peace about this paradox that supercedes any neurosis.
Bazinga!
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