People surprise me sometimes. I'm regaining my appreciation of language and the arts, for neither can truly be an exact representation of reality. Instead, every word, movement, sound or image is colored by a perception we can only hope to grasp long enough for it to come to life in our own mind. Too often it's all for naught. Everyone sees through different eyes. A little less opacity, a little more transparency, and understanding is a beautiful thing.

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