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, November 09, 2011
Evidence
It was evident that he came this way the footprints cast in dried clay stride across the dried riverbed to the stand of green fluttering leaves in the breeze cottonwoods that today shaded bleached bones of what appeared to be a dog.
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