RADIX
When the center will not hold man craves consolation. Knowing all is transient he fashions an anchor. On the edge of the abyss he pauses to leave a sign. At the threshold of absurdity he still asks why. The meaning of meaning is just this process of evolving toward and away from the organic ferment of our need to know.
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