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The Sea

"The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever." ~ J. Cousteau

Why is it that when I feel the most clear and believe myself getting closer to truth, I stop and ask, "Wouldn't a drink be nice about now?". Why not just stay in a state of focus instead of seeking to hide in an intoxicated fog?

This time I managed to resist, but what is it about truth's edge that makes you try to dull it?

Perhaps it's simply too cozy napping in the bliss of foggy ignorance.

Image (c) 2011 Skip Hunt

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