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I am a fan.

I am an admirer of light. I like how the morning sun shines into my room, casting its rays on ordinary implements and transforming them into seemingly different objects. Dull steel now sparkles and whirling plastic seems to take on a new dimension. But the essence of the object remains unchanged, even though I now perceive it to be different; in a different light. I am particularly fond of this "self dialectics" yet ever mindful that I should not follow in the footsteps of the Sophist, taking viewpoints for the sake of it or for vanity. And the same can be said for the travels I am about to embark on. See you in 3 weeks.