A MARTIAN IN VENUS :
the Cubicle Square Paradox

So one fine day you end up together, at study or work, and have to be such a constant part of each others days, for weeks. Like two strangers closeted in a train cubicle. Both from two strong cultures, that are as much paradoxical as intense. One a little bird, one a wild bear. One a little too paranoid, one a little too headstrong. And you fight your way into growing closer. Like musketeers you brandish your weapons and duel for opinion/rights/song, laughter/passion. Like birds you strut your stuff and shake your plumage.. leaping into the air and clawing the ether. Mock fights.. Testing ..Taunting. Well its the stuff of all Man and Woman.

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One mantra is transparency of thought. Yup. Not communicating sure makes things complicated. Like my Grandma used to say 'Not communicating sure makes things complicated' which is almost or exactly what I just said, which only goes to prove so. Most times, what you see (if you can see in entire-ity) is what you get. But since sometimes you can never see in whole-ness, the unseen portions or the 'hole(s)' make one unsure of what one sees and thereby what one gets; Which again brings us back to what my Grandma used to say. LIFE, as Einstein never said, but would have, had he stayed at home more often, is equal to LC square: where L is for Logic in Thought & Action, and C is for Squared (Honest) Communication.

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