Friday, April 02, 2010

Can we say the truth?

Is truth around?
If it is, can we see it?
If we can see, can we speak of it?
If we speak, will we be spared?
If we are spared, will we speak truth again?
If we speak again, will we be spared?
If we are not spared, will we be killed?
If we are killed, will truth be seen?
If truth is seen, will it be spoken of?
If it is spoken of, will the speaker be spared?

And finally, I realize that I am sufficiently mad!
And that my brain breaks down...
For truth is so beautiful that no one wants to see or hear it...
Those who saw are no more...
Those who heard are no more...
Those who spoke are done away with...

That is why we have lot of crosses around...

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