Truth (with a capital "T") is the elephant, and humanity the blind touching, sniffing, tasting, listening to this big "T" and of course we all rhapsodize a different tale (or tail?), yet in the end the big "T" is still the big "T" and all our various tales describe a tiny bit of that reality, the elephant.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Ash Wednesday
"…Here were decent godless people: Their only monument the asphalt road And a thousand lost golf balls."
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