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Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Perspective

I met a man, he was called Perspective.  As I talked to him I realized that he was part of me.

"How do you know that you're right?"  I asked

"Because it only makes sense."  He replied

As I watched him, I could see that Perspective did not have very good eye sight.  I could tell that he didn't hear well all the time and I wondered at the faith he had in his impaired senses.

I wondered how he possibly could trust the accuracy of information due to his limitations.

So, I asked again, "How do you know you're right?"

"It's obvious, how could you think anything else?"  he countered.

He is blind, I thought.  Stubborn.  I felt sorry for him.  I also was angry at his arrogance and stupidity and how it injured others.

Then I remembered that he was part of me.

2 comments:

  1. Very thought-provoking. Found myself thinking about this all week, and it found it's way into conversations as I recognized how often this is part of life

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  2. Me too. It really makes you step back and think about things.

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