So, what is this Wall that stops It dead in Its tracks? Well--That Which is Greater. A greater Intent... that Life is only a shade of, a shadow, so to say, upon a wall. And how much less are we, indeed, in the calculations, the meanings and purposes of that Intent? And even so, is our own small intent not linked to the greater? I believe it is. For Intent is a thing Itself, in large or small packaging, and through us It filters as through a fine sieve the holes of which are some clear and many... Sign in to see full entry.