Ron:
The only thing that bewilders me is why people read junk like this . . .

Lily:
Most people today don't read – they just look at pages, then move on.

Ram:
You know, I think you are positively afraid of the Transcendent.

Ron:
Nawh, I'm just afraid of human fallibity and the capacity to believe in crap.
Inspira - an art work by T Newfields

I N S P I R A

Countless veins pulse through each leaf
and thousands of leaves cover a tree.
In a forest how many trees exist?

Infinity bewilders me.

Thousands of droplets make every wave
and millions of waves comprise a sea.
In an ocean how many drops exist?

Eternity erases me.

Clusters of molecules comprise each cell
and trillions of cells create a conscious being.
In our world how many such creatures exist?

We breathe unknowing.

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