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He Lost His Clues

He used to be a hoarder of clues would keep them in a mind-binder. Imagine the surprise when all the clues turned into blank pages It happens, a person has a thousand ways to figure out this world. He thought he saw some patterns in this messy conundrum of reality He had conjectured – had formed workable theories had constructed reasonable solutions for all the big puzzles that bewildered and bedeviled other folks. Then poof….all his clues became unglued. Now he knows nothing for sure He tries to write about all the clues he once had but he has lost faith in clues especially missing clues, even when they seem to hint at answers point to explanations or breakthroughs or allude to a better understanding, one as clear as daylight perhaps - not even. He doesn’t trust the clear light of day either but wonders now what that light is hiding?

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