Tag: Observing Obscurities
Of Infinite Importance
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The meaning of life is something sought out by philosophers and ponderers. It’s scrutinized by those soaring through their story and those paddling to stay afloat in the torrent of time. Looking to the past, the mystery has led to the making of monsters. Contrarily, it has pushed people to…
Look Up
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When’s the last time you looked up at the sky? Not to stare at a passing plane or playfully roll your eyes at a friend’s foolish joke, but really, truly looked. Go ahead and try. Walk outside, stare upwards, and soak it all in. Look at the colors and hues,…
Silence is Absent
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It’s a constant cacophony: a maelstrom of music and boisterous buzzing, tumultuous talking and ceaseless squawking. Noise is neverending. In all this, silence is absent. Not all is awful. Parts are pleasant, sequences are soothing. Humanity’s resonance is reassuring. It is a sign of life, of the struggle to survive…
About a Book
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What is it about a book? What leads us to take a look? Letters are nonsense alone, a symbol symbolizing a single sound. Strung together, meanings abound. Letters lead to words, words structure sentences, sentences sing stories. Small characters make possible tales of adventures and glories. A book is simply…
The Beginning of a Journey
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Some humans think that the world is full of lies and darkness and evil beings. They see demons and bombs and bumbling fools. They trust not in kindness but in instinctive survival. They live either in an apocalyptic dream or in a silo of stilted reality. I don’t believe that…