Monday, April 7, 2008

Singing of Praise

I went to the bookstore today.
Large collections of books never cease to amaze me.

Fantastic cache of knowledge and everything else that matter in all seriousness and don’t really matter.
Pages and pages of human history, of evolution, of wonders, of heavenly beauty and earthly ugliness, of growth, discovery and stories of a collective attempt to touch the divine.

Places like bookstores and libraries are my "heaven on earth," which make me feel safe and secure in my ignorance.

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