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  • Like a lot of people, I have been on a search for truth most of my life. I've attended services at churches of various faiths. I have read Bibles and gospels and lost gospels and secret teachings and revealed truths. I've soared with Jonathan Livingston Seagull and plunged with Captain Nemo. I learned to grok, meditate, focus and diffuse my thoughts.

    Still looking.

    Moss got it right, I think.

    Moss is patient. It can put down roots anywhere and not only exist, but thrive. Sure, it can be argued that moss breaks things down, but only if given tacit permission. If it sets up a colony somewhere it's not wanted it puts up no resistance to being removed. Set it down somewhere else and it will kindly thank you and continue on its placid way.

    Best of all, moss just makes things prettier.

    Almost all of the philosophies of man suggest harmony with others is preferred. And if it takes a few generations of warfare and killing to achieve that harmony, the different gods will smile on the victors. Moss doesn't agree. Moss teaches us to gently keep the circle of birth-growth-decay going, and in the process add a little beauty to the world.
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