
Dizzy, dizzy days
December 28, 2010Compasses sometimes point North, but other times spin like tops, so turvy with uncertainty, so lost to the magnet. Scientists would call it impossible — such a thing cannot become unmoored. Logicians would argue the lack of cognitive structure. But the artists would remind you to hold tight and love the directionless world unfolding. These are dizzy, dizzy days.
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