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.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Walking Pi
I found pi in the sky when I imagined fluffy white clouds between hard earth and black space floating in a sea of blue air to protect numbers and ideas inside minds that walk the surface of pi one step at a time.
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