Subtitle: Or, at the least, I think I believe
Sub-subtitle: Or, at the most, I believe I know
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In this life, there are moments, perhaps only a prized few, when a conflict, whether without or within, is resolved. When a catharsis is experienced. When something akin to a victory (call it one’s deeply-desired normality) is achieved.
How long will it last? How long can it last? (For in this realm of time and space, nothing is unending.) Who really knows?
But as such moments are rare, therefore, unendingly precious, who really cares?
© 2020 PRA
occasional observations of mind and heart, soul and spirit 