Jugglers Of Time And Space
Age and death are inevitable.
We have our psychological
defenses. A God and a Hereafter.
A painless heaven to justify the
suffering. To perpetuate love
we discern hate. To define
bravery we shame cowards.
Balance, our preferred way of
coping with extremes. The
Tightrope Walker a secret worship.
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