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If groundlessness underlies our being, then we are free agents. We float like a butterfly, sting like a bee, go where the flowers can be found. We no longer have to prove us right and you wrong. Causes of wars might decline. We meet who and what is there as real and as ones we can mold ourselves to fit. We can fit ourselves to the world, and more importantly, we might choose to mold the world into a new shape, one more human.

:- Doug.