The journey was about to begin
a final step
and then the forever unknown
where life is not
in vast space
filled with total silence
but for life
with noise
made sacred
by twisting and curling
tongues
and tight-stretched
drums
that dwelled on a speck
of dust
from a star
surrounded
by quiet
and he packed his bags
with all the noise he could gather
for the journey
into silence
would take
forever.
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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.
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