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Not knowing is a barreltumbling over Niagara:darkness withindanger without. Knowing is the full moonat midnightsplashing lightin the darkest corners. Wanting to knowis taking responsibilityfor the goodand the bad. Not wanting to knowis a skeleton in the cupboardand a bloody knifeunder … Continue reading
Every man is Blondin.Every lifetime a rope,finer than a spider’s thread,sharper than a sword,stretched between birth and death(breath and breath)across Niagara. .