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, January 29, 2012
In the Garden
Was it rude of me biting into your apple that you claimed before I plucked it from the apple tree or were we partners in crime you worm and me taking tasty bites of apple's flesh as if neither you nor I knew the difference between good and evil?
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