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September 24, 2004

Paris

Is it right to even ask or does that negate the question? To define the mystery would be to abandon it. You can know without investigation. Memory is our guide. Using experiences as textbooks, graduating to higher classes the more we collect. There are no secrets, nor is anything known. I feel it, or at least sense it is there, but do not let it in or out. I am a spectator waiting to jump in the ring. There is where knowledge is, inprinted on us with every blow given and taken. The only danger is staying on the sidelines.

Posted by wonko at September 24, 2004 02:54 AM

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