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There is a wind and there is a tide.
We are the boat that is balanced between the two.

We are borne by the tide and blown by the wind.
It is we that raise the sails, we that dip the oars or steer the rudder.

And yet we ask, who has sent the wind? what is that pulls the tides?
And have we really changed our course or decided our destination?

When we see rocks, we are sad - and when we see a beautiful island we are happy.
But to a giant all landmasses look much the same.

Sometimes we curse the wind or the tides, but why should the air be concerned or the sea?
And should we?
 

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"It's a vacation Mulder - some of us have them."

Dana Scully looked at Fox Mulder and hoped the expression of irony on his face would fade.
Fox Mulder looked at Dana Scully, clad in an over-size lumber shirt and a pair of steel spectacles and he thought -

( Is the Truth in here?... )