When I get out of my car at work in the Spring and the Fall, I am met by a cacophony of chatter amongst the large gaggles of Canadian geese who have weathered in the night in the neighbouring fields. The family groups are just beginning to muster into formation before taking flight, while other groups swoop in from surrounding fields, creating an uproar in the ranks.
By mid-morning, the fields are silent; their guests have are all gone.
At the core of every ordered system, whether a family or a factory, is chaos. But in the whirl of every chaos lies a strange order, waiting to be found.” – Dean Koontz, The Darkest Evening of the Year
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