After passing through the prism, each refraction contains some pure essence of the light, but only an incomplete part. We will always experience some aspect of reality, of the Truth, but only from our perspectives as they are colored by who and where we are. Others will know a different color and none will see the whole, complete light. These are my musings from my particular refraction.
I just found out from our library's monthly diversity newsletter that my birthday is also the International Day for Tolerance. So for one day a year you have to offer me the gift of putting up with me and all of the outlandish things I say.
posted by Degolar @ 10:36 AM
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