Life is quite like an Escher painting. You see angels, angels, angels, then suddenly all you can see are wicked devils. And try as you might, they don't go away. Except suddenly again, with another blink of the eye, they are angels again.
The trouble is once you've seen the devils, you know they are there even when you are seeing the angels.
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Where have I read, the wise man is he who can easily accept both of em, within himself.
Sigh.
What a wonderful pic in the header.
By the way, I haven't received the DVD yet. will let you know when I do.
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