Reading and reflecting are often concomitant...but not always. When I read, I pause more, perhaps more than I read. And that pause turns out to be more 'reading' than reading itself...seems to be a perfect continuum...revisiting the words, the said, the unsaid, the intended...and finally building perception.
I call them rumblings as they grossly lack the structure and merits of a perfect read - yet clasp close as they reflect my inconstancy and joie de vivre - unyielding to any persuasion known to man (please accept 'lies' as incidental or embellished truths - as I strongly deny the existence of 'Lie' - it's always 'Truth' or otherwise...besides 'Truth' in its purity lacks imagination)...Happy Reading!
Friday, June 8, 2012
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