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.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Silenced
Perhaps like seeds unwatered never to spring to life for place and time were never just right so waiting and dreaming and living a life in silence
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