Tuesday, July 6, 2010
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Some go through life with eyes focused straight ahead on a distant target. Others are cursed with a need to constantly scan horizons for something unique or out of place. An observer knows no peace, for he must mentally catalogue and cross-reference every fluctuation in topography, every deviation in color or texture. Here, you may follow the ramblings of another casual observer as he tries to create order in a complex world.