Truth is a sedulous ape, a will-o’-the wisp,

a shape shifter. More often than not it will

appear in front of you in a form you won’t

recognize–like a blabbering old man, or

the village idiot, or a sunbleached skull in

the desert. So be content in observing

Falsehood instead, because if you know

the opposite of Truth, you are bound

to find the Truth smiling at you like

a newborn babe.