POTPOURRI AND OTHER RANK ESOTERICA

TRUE INTER-TWININGS

A twinning, intertwining, intercolation of tipsy, topsy-turvy, prompts, promulgating the potential idea that there is anything called the truth.

I think, I don't remember for sure, that I was happily walking along the trail, when it started to storm.  I climbed a tree, a-la John Muir, to get a better view of the lightening.  , Bad idea!  Zap!  My eyes bulged!  My ears rang!  My tongue lolled so far out of my mouth that I  licked my hairy adam's apple!  .  But lo and behold, I was reborn!  I now knew the truth!  I forgot that before I had decided there was no such thing as absolute truth, only relative truth.  Now I KNEW there was absolute truth.  And I was the one to ask about it, because I was probably the only one who knew the absolute truth, just like God!  Well, I thought this was a very interesting power to have suddenly come into the possession of!  It was even worth the charred skin where my clothes had burned off.  Now I was a raged naked prophet wandering the woods.  Soon the wind and rain began to quiet, the sun came out and I became delirious, because the hot sun on my blackly burned skin was damned painful!  I thought I saw a big head grow up bigger and bigger in the sky!  I fell to my knees!  It said.  YOU DAMNED FOOL!!  YOUR NEW TALENT IS JUST THAT YOU'RE A BETTER LIAR!!!