Truth, Stories, &
Other Slippery Fish
Truth is the fish...
Ever Jeckylling, Hyding, Heckling and hiding again,
Ever present and effervescent the yin and yang ping pong of karmic tug-of-war.
Furrows in my brow that you could walk a twelve ox team through…
Maddening, the tensions of right trying to pull wrong into alignment with its proper place amongst the stars.
“So hard, this dark horse I dare”,
Like a black leather belt stretched taut between the clenched teeth of two angry sumo,
Never strikes twice in the same place; never steps twice on the same piece of water.
Truth is the fish you try to catch while wearing mittens and staring at the sun.
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