Through the Prism

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.

9.29.2008

Decent Read

This adult book didn't blow me away, but it was an interesting "immigrant" family story with a fantasy twist. The Necessary Beggar by Susan Palwick. I'd recommend giving it a try if the premise interests you. But mostly I wanted to share this quote, which unfortunately is too true of too many people:

I realized then how much alike we were. Both of us looked backwards to a beloved time that was lost to us, a time where everything had been beautiful. Both of us looked forward to some time and place that would be better. And both of us were here, now, in a grim, unhappy time where little was as we wanted it to be. We lived in our memories and in our hopes, enduring the present because we had no other choice, and because we loved the people who lived here with us.

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