There is, of course, the other, darker view of things.



In a swamp, things like to be messy, and so do we.

Mess, we think, can be cleaned up, but there are other things, like a constant harsh contrast between light and dark,

or, worse still, an unsharp uncertainty.

There are times when neither horizontal nor vertical means support,

or when it overwhelms.

This is a wondrous place. I will return soon. And leave again.

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