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Palmerston is not a big town, nor one that can convincingly be said to be at the top of its game.
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Later than usual one summer morning in 1984, Zoyd Wheeler drifted awake in sunlight through a creeping fig that hung in the window, with a squadron of blue jays stomping around on the roof.
Collected Fictions by Jorge Luis Borges
In 1517, Fray Bartolomé de las Casas, feeling great pity for the Indians who grew worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines, proposed to Emperor Charles V that Negroes be brought to the isles of the Caribbean, so that they might grow worn and lean in the drudging infernos of the Antillean gold mines.
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posted Thursday, March 7, 2002
Un-Zen
I place my hands flat on the desk to make sure the surface is not fooling my eyes. The cool hardness registering under my palms is a relief.
Sometimes things work out so well in life that your brain runs circles, devising ways of tricking itself into believing that what is happening is really imaginary. Then again, sometimes things in life don't work out so well and your brain does the same to convince itself that things aren't nearly as poorly drawn as they seem. Is this real, or are we simply imagining imaginings, dreaming of dreams, pretending to pretend?
Obscurity aside, recent events have transpired with such precision that I often find myself confused and bewildered. Is it possible I'm dreaming? Seemingly inauspicious outcomes have proven more favorable after lending time a bit of space to toil at the anvil. It's times like this, which reaffirm my shaky conclusion that time fixes everything. Time is the ultimate smith.
Sometimes, things fall apart and, sometimes, things come together. Everything is in a perpetual state of creation upon creation upon creation. Whether we are imagining this creation is irrelevant, I suppose.
That we are audience to a most remarkable craftsman and able to comprehend this work should be gratifying enough, but to fully release our grip and let life fall where it will is a greater capacity.
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