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the sailing stones were thought to be a phenomenon it was incomprehensible that a rock the inanimate      of all inanimates should show signs      of movement here was mystique here was mystery perhaps a message left by cosmic energies or higher beings undecipherable      unexplainable there could have been beauty in never knowing in letting      the idea remain pure untainted restorative alas we cannot bear the unexplained; where the miraculous is founded    in uncertainty we must probe and pry until an answer is found whether for benefit betterment or hindrance perhaps a balance can be found between the known and what remains acceptably unknown before the intrigue and enchantment are marred by the bland      the sterile           the prosaic
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Apr 13, 2022
Apr 13, 2022 at 9:53 AM UTC
between a rock....
the sailing stones were thought to be a phenomenon it was incomprehensible that a rock the inanimate      of all inanimates should show signs      of movement here was mystique here was mystery perhaps a message left by cosmic energies or higher beings undecipherable      unexplainable there could have been beauty in never knowing in letting      the idea remain pure untainted restorative alas we cannot bear the unexplained; where the miraculous is founded    in uncertainty we must probe and pry until an answer is found whether for benefit betterment or hindrance perhaps a balance can be found between the known and what remains acceptably unknown before the intrigue and enchantment are marred by the bland      the sterile           the prosaic
#hope#mystery#fact#inspiration#mediocre#optimism#pessimism#perspective#imagination#reality
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Apr 13, 2022
Apr 13, 2022 at 9:53 AM UTC
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