More than once the things that appeared unfamiliar were in fact the very
familiar things, what would have been expected to hurt are not capable of
wounding anyone. More than once the many things which had seemed to
have been there for a long time had in fact been nowhere. So many times many things were considered like that, yet they never
existed like that.
Many things
happened but what is considered proof is missing so they cannot be so. Many
seemingly real things cannot be verified by all the laws of truth, so they are
never truly real.
Life,
reality, the world are all made by both the seen and the unseen. Like salt and
fresh water when they meet at the sea gate. Like comedy and tragedy within the
same drama. Like a poem which is incapable of evoking a meaning.
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