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Dec 25, 2004 21:46

You start off thinking about the way things are.

Next, you think about how things may be.

Before you know it, you start making things be what you think.

I stop thinking in order to find truth. I think I lost it somewhere in my unilluminated shallows.
I would still be blind to the world if not for the light that sprang from my heart one day when I made lunch.
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