I might have to get that on my tombstone.

BHD — not any time soon, I hope. There is a game (is it tug-of-war?) between that which is true and that which we want to believe. I think of what I want to believe as being distinctly different from that which I do believe. It’s when I confuse the two that things either get interesting or poetic or both. There’s no arguing with that which is true. Truth can either be embraced or ignored. Ignoring the truth makes for the most quixotic beliefs.

Thanks so much for reading and sharing your thoughts.


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