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technology to wipe out truth is now available. not everybody can afford it but it's available. when the cost comes down look out! there wont be songs like these anymore. factually there aren't any now.
Bob Dylan, World Gone Wrong liner notes.
Sometimes it is clearer to me than it is at others, just how unreal are my fantasies of Pisgah and of Abishag - which comprise most of my life as it now runs. When the world became too full of loss, too hurtful, too painful, I indulged more and more in simply plausible realities. This was coupled, not through any plan but maybe just to increase the odds of the plausibility paying off, with being kinder, with following more closely the dictum to give when asked, and with watching for symmetries of the Golden Rule. Indeed, these symmetries turn out to be numerous :-)
(Matthew 5:42 Give to him that asketh thee, and from him that would borrow of thee turn not thou away.
Mateo 5:42 Dá a quem te pede e não voltes as costas ao que deseja que lhe emprestes.)
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