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.


Overactive Imagination

I'm only at the beginning of the second volume of three of The Complete Calvin & Hobbes and so can't write my book review yet, but I know I will include this:
I feel blessed to have read these during my formative years. There is much of Calvin in me (and I see much of myself in Calvin).
I was thinking about that as Duncan and I were walking today. My favorite forms of exercise are running, hiking, and biking (and swimming), and I prefer to find isolated, off-the-beaten-path spots as much as possible. Because, even to this day, I try not to think that I'm going out to exercise so much as I'm going adventuring and exploring. I may not make up characters and stories the way Calvin does, but I have that idea in the back of my mind. Which explains why I have a tendency to be overly ambitious, because if things get tough and hurt, well, that's just the lot of an epic hero. And I think it also explains why despite it all I'm not a particularly impressive physical specimen; I've never developed the discipline to make myself work out consistently because my motivation depends on my ability to make it fun.

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