Crop Circles

There are times when I am astounded by the openness of my mind.  I dismiss almost nothing outright.  There are those who say this is what qualifies me for certain labels.  According to them there needs to be a border around the conceivable.  Apparently an acknowledgement of that border is a prerequisite to normal social interaction.  Failure to give it its due is to beg for silent derision. Continue reading →