Different, not the same, exotic, unique, special.
Why are the different things so attractive? Why is the unknown so alluring? What is it about this thing we know so little about that makes us so curious? Why is there this innate sense of curiosity that demands us to ask questions, to examine, to obsess?
This seems a bit too existential for me, though it's definitely not what you think.
God, grant me peace. Allow me to continue on. Lead those into my path You would have me encounter. Do not allow me to be hindered by branches that can simply be stepped over. Be my breath.
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