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Truth, it seemed, a deeper truth and richness of life and growth of character and proof of philosophy entwined with fibres of ancient and massive trees, ink from the very blackness of the Deep and each folding upon the other to give them all in sum such a greater appearance of significance than any may have of its own merits demanded - starting, unfortunately, with no truth at all, but itself a satire of those great books deemed unquestionably great and true and significant by unquestionable people - with no proof as such, but we of fluid thought and rhetorical theorizing are all too willing to take that definitive statement as Law and Gospel itself. Funny, the power of a period and exclamation point among those all too accustomed to the question mark or ellipsis...
One, for instance, walks into the house of a well respected friend and, during a meandering conversation, spies an old and impressive spine among the long array of tomes, treatises and texts. It is only lightly worn, having been purchased, partially read, forgotten, rediscoved, reforgotten, reshelved and only now revived as a topic of discussion. The well respected friend shifts their weight. Yes, it is a good book - inspiration for one thing or another that they did back in their college days. This recommendation is explanation for what, in truth (to return to that topic) was a bad decision at the first - the book was inspiration for nothing good. The aforementioned one thing or another is something that must now be carefully explained either to potential employers, potential dates, or previously existing family. Justification for a moment of high impressionability, possibly under the influence of love, lust, or bookstore vulnerability (truth, however, has little to do with any of these: namely love, lust, and bookstore vulnerability).
Anyways, I am fine. How are you?
One, for instance, walks into the house of a well respected friend and, during a meandering conversation, spies an old and impressive spine among the long array of tomes, treatises and texts. It is only lightly worn, having been purchased, partially read, forgotten, rediscoved, reforgotten, reshelved and only now revived as a topic of discussion. The well respected friend shifts their weight. Yes, it is a good book - inspiration for one thing or another that they did back in their college days. This recommendation is explanation for what, in truth (to return to that topic) was a bad decision at the first - the book was inspiration for nothing good. The aforementioned one thing or another is something that must now be carefully explained either to potential employers, potential dates, or previously existing family. Justification for a moment of high impressionability, possibly under the influence of love, lust, or bookstore vulnerability (truth, however, has little to do with any of these: namely love, lust, and bookstore vulnerability).
Anyways, I am fine. How are you?