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April 24, 2014
We astound each other by doing nothing astounding but being ourselves bereft of expectations laid at the doorstep of the psyche's zoo, wherein animals are hungry for knowing hunger, feeding themselves by need of nothing more than need itself, nothing explained, nothing left to wonder, everything in its proper place, our place being exactly where we are when we allow nothing more than that place to reveal itself when need beckons call and arrival is met with leaving, that who we are in violation of nothing violated but keeping place with knowledge of place is reason enough for taking place.