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Tickling Truth

Jun 17, 2006

Ever notice how there is always a bend in the road not taken? Like a book with the ending ripped out. Like a song sung just close enough to hear the tune but too far to catch the words...

Everywhere we look our world is riddled with mystery. With things we will never know. Some of us will spend our whole lives trying to come to terms with the unfair finality of that. With our sharp knives and strong lights, our microscopes that magnify reality and surrender the small to our sight, we demand explanations. There is something valiant about our efforts- and also something a little- absurd.

Sometimes I think of the Truth as a little creature with wings, a pixie-pointed chin and eyes brimming with supressed merriment. It is a game- our dedicated, furrowed-brow, solemn pursuit of her. Our gravity tickles Truth and when she laughs we think we have found an answer- not realizing how partial it is. How all our answers lie on a bed of questions, you can tuck yourself in snug as a bug in a rug but the pillow you rest your busy head on is wonder-full- and does not know.

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