Wednesday, February 8, 2017

In our care


Knowledge is wonderful when we understand its fleeting, fluid nature, and that we are the fortunate custodians of that which comes to us — for knowledge is held in trust, and is meant to be passed on. But when it is possessed merely to shore up our identities, it is inevitably misunderstood and abused, like pets which seek our love and receive narrow-minded cruelty instead. You know the look. Just imagine that inside your head.



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