So long as there exists no word without an opposite, the truth can only be spoken around — but never uttered. The artistry of insight is juxtaposing that which delights to that which disgusts so honestly that the truth of the fulcrum upon which they balance becomes obvious to the artist, now the holder of both electrified wires of judgement. No matter how or where you slice it, it takes the same blade to reveal the truth.
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