The sheer sizeof life cradles usto the point of defeat.Are we the child thatasks endless questionswith sincere curiosity?Or, are we the fish,content in its universeoblivious in a lake,until new limits are set,new perspective appearingas real as the hook in its cheek?If you really magnifysomething deemed solid,you soon discover that,what seems to be,are actually loose particlesheld together by hope.Regardless, everythingis connected to something,and something reaches into infinity.So, to suggest that this must end hereis the real absurdity.

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