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Edited on Fri Aug-04-06 10:18 AM by Skidmore
You can't come up with a better plot device for a thriller or a horror movie. Someone balanced on the edge of an abyss, staring transfixed into the maw of an endless darkness. Knowing that the abyss with its overwhelming void may suck the unfortunate protagonist in is counterbalanced by the tension of fervently hoping that he will just glance aside and notice the sapling growing precariously in a niche on the steep side of the cliff and save himself.
Here we are in a world balancing on the edge. The darkness that threatens to pull us in is one filled with prospects of endless wars whipped by forces unwilling to compromise, a dry and desolate world neglected and destroyed by greed, and a monsterous corruption of social order and justice itself. Civilization has not yet noticed the tender but sturdy sapling poised on the brink that will be its salvation. So we teeter, teeter, teeter...and tell ourselves that the blackness spread out in front if us in the color of the universe, not the collective hollowness of fallen souls.
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