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This Tribe

I've never been a fan of conspiracy theories. To me they have the same simplicity that creationism has, the same need to reduce complicated events into bumper sticker meanings. The irony being that once you adhere to the simple doctrine, you have to perform mental acrobatics to make your worldview explain contradictory evidence. So while I hate simplistic explanations, I do love a good acrobat.

I'm thinking about this because I'm thinking about the comic, and I'm thinking about that because I'm finally able to think about that. A peculiar thing happens to your mind when there isn't any certainty in your future. Your horizon recedes to the next day, the next meal, the next dollar. Nothing matters past that point, because all points after that are contingent and ethereal. Its not the first time I've been in that state, and will likely not be the last, but this time around I accomplished something I'd hitherto failed.

I managed to find a group of friends, a tribe, a collection of beautiful, intelligent, willful people who stand by each other. They bicker, and forget, and sometimes distrust, but if it needs to happen everyone will band together and take care of each other. Its a supportive family; something I never expected.

We all want to accomplish great things. Some of us are steps ahead of others, some of us are struggling just to make it through another day, but we all acknowledge an ambition. We all are driven to stand when we should stay down, to be bold when we want to be meek, and to ignore privations and missteps.

Its because of you that I push further. You have communally set my standards of perseverance, creativity, community, organization, and decency to new levels.

Thank you.

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