While I was sitting this morning, eyes half shut, I noticed the wall in front of me seemed to faintly crumple and unfurl like a flag slowly moving in the wind, the colors shifting and morphing, while fleeting images of people, animals, and monsters appeared and disappeared in the old textured paint.  How tenuous our grip on what we call reality is!  To think that we willfully hurtle along ribbons of asphalt in shaking contraptions of metal and plastic at speeds of 65-70 miles per hour or more, or race hard on foot down narrow, rocky mountain trails.  People who say they don’t believe in making decisions based on faith have never seriously considered the question.  It takes faith just to point at a chair, call it a chair, and sit in it.

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