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April 17, 2003

To exist is equivalent to an act of faith, a protest against the truth, an interminable prayer. … As soon as they consent to live, the unbeliever and the man of faith are fundamentally the same, since both have made the only decision that defines a being.

- E. M. Cioran

This time of year is consistently strange. The karmic elves of the universe tend to come out of hibernation and start tossing me about. Really, it never fails.

Fortunately, some years ago, I learned to throw my hands in the air at the top of the rollercoaster.

Posted by rosebaby at April 17, 2003 01:10 PM