Monday, December 7, 2009

The Little Girl Who Looked In the Shadow

As the little girl peered into the shadow she decided there was more within it than what she saw, this was probably because she did not see anything. She concluded that in the nothing of the shadow lay a great truth. That might have been true, but even if it was, she did not see it. She saw this as a way to make herself more importance than she than she had been before. So the little girl fermented the truth and dyed it the color of the shadow. She wrote it in her diaries; she wore it on her clothes. She painted it beneath her eyes and felt it in her soul. Soon the truth she though she saw stained everything around her, but in ways no one else could see. She found this to be very strange, for this truth became her world. To her no other truth mattered, though it was the only truth she saw. Were you to ask her today, what it was the shadow looked like, I doubt that she could say, let alone recall there ever even being a shadow into which she peered that day.

02/01/09

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